one summer night

his cheek on her left tit
as good as the right, it
was all of the comfort he needed

his hand in her tangle
and hers round his dangle
their ardor advanced unimpeded

and when they were finished
his sadness diminished
and her fertile garden was seeded

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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One Response to one summer night

  1. Having a good summer vacation, there, Ray? Not many can say so much hot without using archaic, slimy language or cliche. Gotta give you credit where credit is due.

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