Engorged

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  • Family

    Engorged

    Beautifully full and inviting
    Yet gently throbbing
    Evolving into agony.

     My body calls to you
    My child.
    Let me beguile with my charms
    As I hold you in my arms.

     Relieve the pressure.
    Let your mouth allay the pain
    As we both gain
     From each other.

    Mutual sighs of delight
    Heard.
     And in the air hangs one word… 

    Suck.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Ninasole’s Poems (4)

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