Erotic PoetryClementineswrinkled and orange
they fit in my hands like
the breasts of my youth
biting through the skin
bitterness fills my mouth
citrus scent explodes
peeling the rind
in a continuous loop
separating segments
savoring them one by one
eyes closed
mouth watering
senses expanding
succulent orgasmic oral-gasm
oh the delight of eating
my darling clementines
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