Rodin

she is the moon she was just here she was leaving dew putting her panties back on as the daily chase of the sun makes it hard for me to catch her or even just get a glimpse a chance perchance that some happenstance might come along and i get to be more than a dog howling at her fullness but block the sun's sight so he doesn't see her and i in a lunar eclipse kiss

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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 10/20/2019 5:28:00 PM

Nothing wrong with panties, can't think of a more polite word for it. ;), As for this piece, I love your poetic way. xomo

Jeff Connelly
Date: 10/21/2019 7:12:00 PM

I thought they might think sexually and bleep me lol. But Maureen, thank you so much for your comment. Every one you send makes me strive more toward what never will be perfection.......