As Promised - Your Left Clavicle
D Dónall Dempsey
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My mouth
traces the edge
of your clavicle
kiss by kiss.
“Oooh I was never so
aware of my clavicle
before this! ”
You whimper.
“Never gave it
a second thought! ”
You moan.
“God! Do do the other
one! ”
I do
intend to
but my attention
is arrested
by your breasts
who
surround me
take me
prisoner
demand all
my attention
your usually
inverted nipples now
standing to attention
as for a national anthem.
It’s only hours later
I finally make it back
to your left clavicle
- as promised.
Bu şiiri puanla
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