Hide and Seek

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Astride, leaning inward
sweeping my woven plait
across your hairy pate.

Your eyes squint, laugh lines crease,
the rest I wonder who
it feels like, grazing through,

floating, without a catch
o'er the course, peppered thatch,
hiding your face amid,

while, between thighs rubbed raw
as you skid in the push,
chafe of that pepper bush!


©2016 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.

I wrote each stanza in tercet, with 6 syllables per line.

This piece was a runner-up in the DUP competition "Stroking that head..."
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