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Jun 2019
In a
mid summer's
torrential
rain,
we firmly
and
tightly
embraced.

Well,
that only
made us
wetter.

You are
cottonwood
and you
fall upon me
like I am
July.

Sit close
to me
on the
tailgate of
my pickup
and take off
that
*******
t-shirt
by the
fire.

Let's allow
this evening
to
quench all
needs and
ANY
desires.


written by me... ..
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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