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In My Mind's Eye, response to Huck's same title.
(In progress, and it may have to be published anonymously)
A FOND FICTION
..........with eyes the shade of hyacinths,
lips of tea-rose-petal-softness; soft, Oh!, SOFT!
Yet unfragile, yet insatiable, non-deniable!
Only kiss of Summer, only ever trip to Ecstacy!
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Dry the maiden's tears, caress the Maiden-head.
Kiss away the pore-beads, licking salts and sugars and syrups.
Satin-cheeks, satin-swells, satin-thighs, between them to bow!
Pop! Pop! Pop-pop-pop, pulse-pulse-pulse, pour, pour, done!
Passion-pulsion, seismic, white-lava like, as we come!
a REAL, TRUE BLONDE!
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We opened us. When we had found the key
we became its completion, Oh!, YES! You and me!!
Oh!, so, into "IT"; Oh!, so into you; SO into me!
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First kiss.
First bliss.
I remember this:
your Passion's hiss!
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Under the old bridge above Witcher's Creek,
"Dr. Pepper, 10 / 2 / 4", and two banana flips.
Your Gingham, my corduroy, no shoes, beware craw-dads!!
Curiosity, familiarity, not an experiment, but a commitment.
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