RED LADY

RED LADY

 

I hold her by her crimson

     hips

she sits on me

facing my feet

*

she is a red road disappearing

into the jungle bushes

of Mozambique

a red road that is

infinite pleasure

she dissolves into me

my member dissolves into her

red road

 *

the jungle is deep

and undulating.

 

 

(C)2017 by W.G. Milne

 

 

((NOTE:  add painting image))

 

 

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