Sea Saw
salted lips
brown skin sore pinked sand licked
eyes a squint in summer's reflection
oh see the sea froth in pure orgasmic delight
hear the wind stroke the breasts of crested waves to cry
taste the bounty of this fertile womb
unknown mysteries bide
with sea sons
Trois-par-Huit unrhymed
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