@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Shoeless And Shirtless, A Poem For The Gorgeous C-Wave, 2

Toward your sheer-sheathed legs and feet, my desires squirm:

C-Wave, I bring you this offering of Love poetry.

I want to manually draw forth, and taste your e'lated sperm---

your glistening sweet-stuff---then swallow it to become part of me,

absorbed into, and preserved by, my body . . . permanently.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The beauty of Poetry's many accommodations is that it can imagine and celebrate what our flawed reality too often does not admit or allow.  The term "e'lated" is an abbreviated euphemism for an intimate physiological function.

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