Treasure Island

delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........


a certainty of violets


had left May questioning
the probability of June...
yet,
she swung in, unencumbered,
petticoats raised....
the fragrant juices of salutary euphemism
wet on her lips...
the dogs find deeper pools,
cool their bellies....

Submitted: Thursday, June 03, 2010

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