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Sex

late in spring another door bell rings a set of anal spice everything so nice
peak as in a riddle wait to get physical carbon need a float to go special
my poetry seeks to sit next to me lay a hold of the dream a bite of ice cream
there she was in the corner of the room it may be in the late month of June
perplexed in ivy torn away eyes promoted the official surprise word to the wise
take the high road to where everything goes set inside a mold barren globe

like a monopoly a charge to let things be come to sit next to me wait can't you see
work my hands through her hair a filter with fish grave to shape;
Sex, a word terrific...
Sex, in barren breath,
close to call
kiss her lips...

Submitted: September 09, 2019

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Sex late in spring another door bell rings a set of anal spice everything so nice peak as in a riddle wait to get physical carbon need a float to go special my poetry seeks to sit next to me lay a hold of the dream a bite of ice cream there she was in the corner of the room it may be in the late month of June perplexed in ivy torn away eyes promoted the official surprise word to the wise take the high road to where everything goes set inside a mold barren globe like a monopoly a charge to let things be come to sit next to me wait can't you see work my hands through her hair a filter with fish grave to shape; Sex, a word terrific... Sex, in barren breath, close to call kiss her lips...


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