Lovers
Smooth lips concupiscent curves
Nestled within an inner body
Musky tingle of electric nerves
As forked fingers shear scalps
Snaking lime-like legs tangle
Gordian Knot not knotted now
The serpent's tongue searches
Finding protruding pink buttons
A glass-shattered laugh ripples
Tense tendons tightly touching
It's now. It's now, It's now!
And oh, how slowly it unwinds
By
Patrick Mackeown
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