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Lathering a Coffee Day
LATHERING A COFFEE DAY
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wispy threads fall like crystal glass
frothy eyes drenched with slits
icy bubbles lathering soft giggles
snugly bugs flirt with moist grass
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boat bathing on a rippled ballet sway
coat of rain perfumed nude flesh
note sings the aftermath of suds
roast coffee brews a pillowed day
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Rick Parise’s ‘ Lento Poetry’
Copyright ©
Nette Onclaud
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