"Writings"
by René Mutt
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Little Pink Lip
Her little pink lip.
Pokes out
a little pink bit.
Reminded of my vegan diet:
dirt and grass
no ass.
Moments tightened before biting
her tender loin.
Delicate hurried cut
slopped around a shallow rouge pool.
My little pearls become magnets
locking my jaw.
Her little pink lip.
Meeting my salty saliva touch;
a moistured lick.
Peppered with the
rough rub of my chin;
my cheeks.
(09.2009)