Soft Shoulders
.
This is one junket which I
could not miss
The gentle were preening
themselves
basking in the sun
and our hearts like thunder
each had its own
pound
as soft shoulders reflected
that warm sun
That whirling unsteady sensation
caused our mans attention
Their giggle was quick
silly
and nervous
and their gentle eyes
from our likes
swayed not
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2009
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