First Kiss Poem by Ballerina With Fins

First Kiss

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Sexy strawberries,
hiding under wild grass
with that sly
nude blush, of
champagne-kissed pink,
suggesting. They crave
your feel so, hands
groping illicitly under
the green cloaks,
reaching slowly
for your naked touch.

They are children, and
they want
strawberry-pie, and
they are completely
unaware of your
modesty that they
have silently intruded.

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