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- Down on the Shore
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Under the pier
where the sand is hard
but dry, we lay.
Hamburgers, bonfires
and even firework celebrations,
melt into insignificance
as your tongue sinks
between my legs.
Only the soaring gulls
echo back
my keening cries.
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JWrenover 9 years agoUnder the pier: so very old England. Love it, especially the evocative keening cries.
Angelineover 10 years agoVery clear and solid
a really strong image with sound and sense made clear to the reader. :-)
Tzaraover 10 years agoAh, the cunnilingus poem!
My favorite subgenre of erotic poetry. Well done, UYS.
