summer plums

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dribble down my check

in an erotic pleasure

juicing the endeavor

of gluttony



plums are not your inclination

but gluttony has a bookmark

that arches around your hips



like the joy of ginger

in a pan of frying chicken

with onions and a touch

brown alcohol



ground pepper

a pinch of cheyenne



like the heat you have

thrown me in a glance



i cool that thought

with fresh fruit and relish

of a inverted pyramid



and unanswered cravings

that would feed the rumble

of my appetite



and the missing

romance



and the never

ever naked

in your arms



the

never satisfying my taste-buds

with pungency of your potluck

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