A Cuban Fantasy Poem by james watkin

A Cuban Fantasy



Hungered, who still in passing
Cool strides, sways untempted.
By what, reached for, would gratify
More than what is gut-fed!

Dangling o'er grilled porch, a-blaze
As on who's sole behalf
Firm, yet supple like mango
For each one's thigh and calf.

Tuesday, March 7, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy,sensual
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james watkin

james watkin

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