Poem -
Alone with Herself
Mons venerisΒ
she shaved twiceΒ
and released his black
silken handkerchiefΒ
to go for a slideΒ
On aΒ patch of stubble
like a curtain
it did dangle
she lathered fingers again
Β pressed razor on skinΒ Β
Till silk handkerchief,
became warm butterΒ Β
sliding softly downΒ Β Β
to quivering toesΒ Β
and the alabaster floor
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Comments
mercy!Β back in the day, that woman was responsible for a lot of dem tings, lolΒ Β
Wow a hot ink Chris, you are most prolific
thank you so much for the comment, LisaΒ I really appreciate it