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never

Posted to Action Poetry




did i think
about the way your
mouth crept slowly
down the side of
me what should have
tickled on any other
ordinary day
sent me into overdrive
down the side of
me...
biting
hungry
sighs...
the heat of
your breath
against my thigh
pressing against
your neck...
never did i
think about it
less than twenty four
times a day.