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May 2019
She said with her mouth;
"allow me to
sip you like
a fine aged wine".
While her eyes were
guzzling me down
like a frat party's
funnel.



written by me... ..
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
(M)   
75
     ---, Colm and A Slow Heyoka
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