Watching Love Making Love
makes my armpits
alive again
makes my blood rush
back to my brain
makes my body
dance to the tune
of love's rock
makes my eyes blink
wild like a bird
hovering from one
tree to another
like a pornographic
movie
but i really like romance
much better
that gentle kiss
penetrating inside my
throat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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