- Erotic Poetry
- July Menage
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Between sheets
painted to our shapes
so damp from rain
I ran a finger
down your side
when morning
licked us warm again.
How you glowed
that night,
when prying eyes
from neighbors
were as far away,
as distant skies
and slice of moon.
"Let's sleep under the stars,"
you said.
We did,
and made our bedroom grow.
The walls moved out,
the roof a million
lightyears gone.
Not a camp,
so easy,
just a mattress on the lawn,
and sheets,
and lovers' skin
under faint crescent light.
We whispered, laughed
and loved that night.
Menage á trois
with summer rain
began at 2 AM.
We didn't mind,
she was a friend,
and shared our bed
till morning light.
Then sun came by
and kissed our skin,
made love to rain from 2 AM.
And us.
And our painted sheets.
Come summer,
we'll go back,
to them.
Again.
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