Hi The mounds of venus swells at my touch
As I trace the curves of the horizon
My lips slips over the smoothness of the contours
Licking the raindrops off the virgin land
Trying to suck it dry, and my heart
Expands in folds and envelop; nature
showering plenty on the parched desert
of rolling grains of silica shining with
brightness of reflected emotions.
Starlight twinkles in the corner of her eyes
when I dissolve in her lips
Trying to discover the passion
tucked snugly in the corners
of two boughs of a treee, entwined like
Siamese twins. My staff pars the
nether lips to gain entry into the wet rain
on the green blades of grass, laden in repose
with the water droplets clinging
in a tight embrace to the undersurface.
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