An all-terrain love poem.
Plain and simple.
Believe you me.
Leagues are forming.
The first time our fleshes touched
I told her to take it easy.
Where there’s smoke
There’s another dream date.
She collapsed laughing,
You are a deep dive.
We kissed.
Lips like loose beets.
And this is where,
Analyzing oral discourse,
Oralizing anal discourse,
We tongued and grooved,
Bodies dropped into the pillowy flatbread
Like a bronze dory and a
Bottle of hand crafted small batch spirits,
Floating to the bottom of the sea.
Between the best sheets you’ve ever known.
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© 2021 Randy Stark
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Wonderful piece; sensual with a dash of whimsy and imagery.
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