She liked the very idea <br />and I the taste <br />of KoolAid, grape, <br />in her innie, <br />which is a bellybutton <br />that likes to stay warm, <br />enveloped by folds of <br />bellyfat skin, <br />we did play away much of <br />every summer day <br />back in the innocence <br />of nineteen sixty five, <br />yet, I was shy as much as she <br />and glances to the prize <br />though frequent and of heat <br />did not progress, <br />but did remain balloons <br />of somewhat lustful thoughts <br />that floated up <br />up and away.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/koolaid-balloons/
