To PRC
I always wanted to have you
here, on the grass under
the tall old birch trees, at
bright dawn and lingering
dusk, leading you under
their dark green foliage
and playing with your every
curve and the soft, warm
wonders between your
tights, before embedding
my flesh with yours,
and making such noise
the birds in their bushes
would stop and listen
and disturbed neighbours
would close their doors
and windows in envy.
28.09.2023
#Poem #Poems #Poetry #Verse
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