Mangoes

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2005

bare your breasts

your mango flesh

sweet dripping

with the pulp

of ripened fruit

Suri talks

of mango lather

running down

between your legs

your head thrown back

your spine arched high

sweet and hot

i come to you

my mango goddess

you are perfection

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by a novel.

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