Goergia

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Georgia
never sounded so good
as when it tripped out past
your lips

Red clay
never fashioned a form
as full as your breasts filled out
your t-shirt

Pine trees
never graced the sky
as your long legs blessed
your jeans

Georgia
I want lick your name
off your lips
Get stuck in your clay
from head to hips
Climb your trees from trunk
to tips

Show me your southern
hospitality

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LeBrozLeBrozalmost 16 years ago
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This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>

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tarablackwood22tarablackwood22over 19 years ago
Easily...

....the best thing I've read from you! Lovely.

TathagataTathagataover 19 years ago
Very Nice

sounds like a great vacation spot

: )

tungtied2utungtied2uover 19 years agoAuthor
Oops!

Sorry for the typo. Eve , you caught it correctly. Anyone care to administer proper punishment?

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
I like it but

may I be a picky bitch for just a moment?

Is the title a typo?

And should this be:

"I want (to) lick your name"

Other than that, good poem. :)

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