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Bo
Emily Reeve
I dreamed last night
that I made love to Bo Derek
on a futon
in the middle of the day.
Light was streaming in from a window, making her long blond hair glow against the dark pillow.
No words were distinguishable
amidst the noises of delight
and our smiles could
have powered the sun.
Our femininities in full
power being in each other's company.
When I woke up
I was swooning.
You were there beside me
slowly fighting off sleep.
I told you about my dream and you reached for my hand
placing it not-so-delicately
on your monster hard-on.
Emily Reeve has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 9/6/07. Read more of Emily's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Emily's latest works: