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RMatheson May 2011
She approaches, the **** skin creamy,
Except above the eyes, she is hairless,
exactly the same as polished marble.

Her back and haunches
curve like an inverted spoon of wax,
*** an upside-down heart pining
away for you to invade.

Nubile nymph, teardrop-shaped *******
move with each footfall the same as a slightly disturbed water surface.

The arms, two extended columns of stone, support
in their upturned palms, the alabaster plate of offerings.

Peach,
fuzz-covered, not like her crotch.

Apple,
the shape of her *** waiting for your worm.

Plum,
smooth like her skin and soon slippery with your saliva.

Orange,
like her ***** waiting to be peeled back so the tongue can enter.

Rambutan,
red as lust, yearns for your peeling to expose the coconut-hued innards.

Ripe Akebia,
cracks open, now full of glistening white seed.
larry mintz Sep 6
Five -leaf akebia
O  Vine of Chocolate how loved. are you
And hangs by yourself on an archway.
And feat is  key of gold that. is  true
You light the  path  each an everyday.
Sweet flowers pink you  are feathery
A heap of  happiness  anyways.
Good luck is chest of gold.  Now you free
Unhappy ?  Behold the flower.,yea.
Love. love. love.  love is a  chain of gold
Fine .bloom .red-pink  lovely too bud is bold.

False Virginia Creeper
O Woodbine covers the buds of spring
You cap the pergola everyday.
And friend that sting they’re  not anything
You seek much money I surely say.
And being  lone is  a wellspring
The buds are  veiled  from the sun. yea yea.
So take much care of your welfare too
You pagan beau of the Earth true blue
Always a bachelor so you are glad
A green vine  looks like a twin not sad  .
Symbiosis
And sunlight shining thru canopy
The buds are  shining thru darkness too.
And view the terrific majesty
The shade is slick as I speak to you.
And vines that. wreak.in much practically
And vines that hang in my face, so true.
Long green vines vines that will touch you so
Long green vines sometimes they loved oh no.
These green vines  meanings lie to  thee
These. green vines. climbing all over me.

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