I Dew Kiss You (i Kiss Like Glew)

she shakes dirt and debris from
her hemispheres and parts
lips freeing space
for me,

my green gardener tongue’s
nosin’ through weeds and
musk for glistening dew
drip flower,

draining indoles in slow spiral
rekindling of our
fever,

poor girl won’t see this
old boy’s face ’til

same time and place, for same
hint at heaven’s taste,
next year.

image: https://www.inspireyourhealth.com/healthy-estrogen-healthy-vagina/

image: https://awildergrace.wordpress.com/2014/07/22/grow-a-vagina/

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