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The Fire Burns
Poems
Nov 2017
The Flannel Robe
Red and black flannel robe,
covering and warming,
long legs and body,
tan fading as days get short.
The electric heater hums a tune,
in the mirror, a beauty,
applies unneeded products
to enhance her look.
Wet hair to be blown dry,
pulled up in a ponytail,
exposing her neck to my breath
and small kisses.
She turns and unties the robe,
like a gift unwrapped on Christmas,
from bottom to top I stare,
then our lips meet.
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The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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