One Picnic, Undevoured Poem by Martin Dyke

One Picnic, Undevoured

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Green grass
Gorgeous girl
Bare thigh.

Summer song
Summer larks
Her sigh.

Clenched ground
Constricting clothes
Her hips.

Hot wet fire
And tentative tongue
Her lips.

A world of perfume:
Flowers in the air,
And drifting, dewy drips.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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