::Bachelor tree house::
A handful of visitors,
clear acrylic dome.
Just add starlight
cloud covers, cold nights
(nothing to do with weather.)
Give me naked ladies,
statuesque low keyed sluts,
men surrounded by seduction.
Single jazz thing, middle C,
right there on your electric radio.
::Barometer sparks::
:: take a number ::
Mona Spice, it's about her heavy lips,
gentle breath, even trade.
(One of her tricks: between two pricks
feeling another tongue.)
One hand free, Raul stumbles
walking pretty in ankle weeds.
::I think your shoes are stupid::
We lean over Strawberry Kim,
woman from infinity,
unfolding crystal lipped swirl
curling photography in the mirror.
One missing guest
found laying on doorstep
drilling a 1/4” hole
looking about, stunned.
One growing pain closest to groin,
lowering Laila, favorite whore of my penis!
How to be spending time near her face!
(Lips, arms, hair, skin.)
First kiss, second kiss
"Ready?" whispered.
::Need of pause::
::no cigarette::
::just smoke::
We lean over triangular bed for sleep,
softly, three women lullaby the 3 beautiful boys.
One for all, merrily pressing random words
too quiet this night,
mulling small tokens strung together.
::Wish and vision before sleep::
I believe a dream of never leaving.
Almost understanding fragments, glue and togetherness,
oh me end of the world, again!
~All Titles by smithpeter~
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