Half a peach, glistening

by junkpile

Thu Aug 03 2000 at 22:42:04

She is writhing
I am delicate

She gasps
and I can tell
she is smiling

She always makes love
smiling to herself
and I get to see it

and afterwards
she will say
Thank you
for giving me
these good things
to remember

There is a spot
deep inside Alice
that I can never
quite reach

but as she knows
I will try

5 C!s

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I can eat a peach for hours	I knew she wasn't faking	She touched my life for a second and made everything peach-scented	She arose and said matter-of-factly
Erotic nodes	Still she cried, and still the world pursues	Deep inside, you know that some things are boundless	The kind of woman who eats ice cream in February
She smiles in colors	Her, eating apples	only fond of the leftover peach	It floats forever in a moon-green pool
Achingly beautiful	stallion mang	Peaches	The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
Peeling an Orange	Oh yes	fucklust	green tea
Do I dare to eat a peach?	Noders' poetry	A rebel from the waist down	Sangria Blanca

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