Erotic PoetryWith That GirlI wish we could both see what we are doing
Hear the true meat of our conversation
See the shortened pencil marks leaving lessons
for bare feet, balled into soft wet sand
speaking words at each others face
knees touching knees crouching.
prick me,
lick this spot,
do push,
kiss here,
next here.
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