Epiphany

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Tzara
Tzara
33 Followers

It could hit you in a garden
where your wife's cousin Barbara
bends over some chrysanthemums
and in the denim drawn tight
over her long, settled thighs
you see lizard-skin boots,
a little rat-tail switch
clutched in her fist like a rose,
and her tongue quick and raw
as a snake's slide through grass.
None of which ever shows—
has ever shown, ever shone
—in the sweet brown teacakes
of her cozening eyes.


Tzara
Tzara
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AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
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Five.

bogusbrigbogusbrigalmost 16 years ago
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Nice little number, let's hope your wife doesn't see it. ;-)

An enjoyable piece of erotica. I always feel I should make a critique when I comment but I've got nothing really to ssy except this rattles in ones head like marbles, which is good.

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ishtatishtatalmost 16 years ago
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Good stuff. It has a Dylan Thomas rhythm - I think

LeBrozLeBrozalmost 16 years ago
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Subtle and erotic — that taut denim'll do it every time...

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellalmost 16 years ago
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Coming out of my self inforced silence to say that is just fantastic

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