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when i last kissed your belly

we both knew that the trail

could entertain many directions



and it was clear

i didn't take any of them



but you know i am like an eel

in searching out pink coral



and from experience

i don't need dance school

footprints on the carpet

to find the dance floor



and i can tell

when you unbutton my shirt

and ramble over a couple thoughts

before rubbing my chest

that you might know your way

around a little intimacy

as well



or at least willing to learn



and that is how we leave it



lest you think i complain

the moment is like the humidity

on my pewter beer mug

with the wizard handle



moist excitement is there



waiting to be sipped