Pedals Poem by Nicholas Peter

Pedals



Pedals of tight red color,
fall gracefully,
upon the body.

They fall softly,
causing twitch after twitch,
of small pleasure.

Your femininity forces a rise,
like a fish out of the water,
gasping for air.

But soon after,
it is done,
and it all comes crashing back to reality.

Monday, November 18, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fish
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