Non-Erotic PoetryWho, Me?It was the tone
slippery and soothing
that reached through all too well
slowly easing the need
from our sweet little group
till lips curled.
I can’t imagine
he didn’t lean back in his chair
arms above head in a stretch
a wide smile of triumph cross his cheeks.
He knew what he was doing;
He did it anyway.
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