*A cashew-nut
she pressed between my lips
slumberous awestruck
I chewed it
groping for her hands in the dark
if she really was there
or I was dream living
why should a woman
in the middle of night
press a cashew-nut
moist and warm
between my lips
was she hungry herself
hypoglycemic
picking them in despair
popping one betwixt my lips
or is it the one
I popped through hers
last evening
misdirected
without my knowing it
found the vertical lip
betwixt her swells
till she felt the *****
when loosened her robes
and it stirred in her
a long forgotten spark
so she came back
in the middle of night
for me to chew
the re-popped cashew-nut
slumberous awestruck!*
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 3:32 AM UTC
*A cashew-nut
she pressed between my lips
slumberous awestruck
I chewed it
groping for her hands in the dark
if she really was there
or I was dream living
why should a woman
in the middle of night
press a cashew-nut
moist and warm
between my lips
was she hungry herself
hypoglycemic
picking them in despair
popping one betwixt my lips
or is it the one
I popped through hers
last evening
misdirected
without my knowing it
found the vertical lip
betwixt her swells
till she felt the *****
when loosened her robes
and it stirred in her
a long forgotten spark
so she came back
in the middle of night
for me to chew
the re-popped cashew-nut
slumberous awestruck!*
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