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secret


you rubbed my shoulders.
i felt the earth in your hands.
it’s our secret.

you kissed my lips.
i felt red passion from your pelt.
it’s our secret.

you hugged me peacefully,
envelope me in sticky love.
it’s our secret.

you ate my body up,
like fruit cake.  until i stood late.
it’s our secret.

-Pennington©

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