You, Eros. Left me by the crisp pool, too much sunblock running in rivulets down my back, stomach, Slowly down fat fat double cream thighs. You, too rich for my palette when I like my chili-dog with ketchup You licked above my upper lip. I watched the horizon for a sign you're back. Waiting on a plastic Adirondack - nipples tight, knees loose, boombox so wet. Popping
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