CLOSING MY EYES

What a delight

not to get from my mind,

my carnal,

                  lusting mind

her delicious pussy

- even now, sitting

                   outside in the warm sunshine

of the first September day,

as birds sing

                      and closing your eyes

you might think it's a day

from June,

                     yet

                            closing my eyes

it's not the memories

from the height of summer

I see,

          it's her pussy,

her beautiful,

                       enticing pussy,

and now comes the torment

of not having her

beside me

                  ready

to scare all the birds

with the sound

                          of our love-making.

01.09.2025

                               

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