I'm A Billionaire

You breathed in
And your boob slightly touched my handpalm
You breathed out
And my motionless hand remained hanging in the air

The touch gave your body
The goose bumps of intense pleasure
And I became the billionaire you dreamt of
There’s no treasure that I would swap for
The billions of tiny bumps I’ve amassed so far

 

 

February 11, 2005
Karen Karslyan
Yerevan, Armenia

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