A study in longwindedness
abandoning longwindedness
her short answer --
Fuck
remember, Kendra
consensual longwindedness
isn't bad
Explicit Senryu
cold wind blows
goosebumps
upon her sweatsoaked thigh
a red leaf falls
brushing fingers
tangled in hair
nail biting impatience
the last line
a rush of relief
bedwarmed thighs
boldly attacked
by frigid feet
Kendra's thinking
light betrays
her wicked tongue
lips part in the dark
not so innocent
anymore
dried sweat
caked under nails
a broken headboard
Existential Poetic Crisis
familiar mood strikes
suddenly without whiskey
I feel trite
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Secrets? Fantasies? Or something else?
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