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Sweet Stick

The drips fall
with little care
as to purpose
or direction to
the garden
floor.

Each drop
sweet with sticky
delight when arid
but sweeter, still
to the soft supple
tongue of the one
who accepts the
challenge to
break this rock
solid stick which
I just popped out
of the door of my
HOT summer
desire.

Mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmm
&
Mmm
mmm

Mmm!!

Yeah, um…
(Mmm)

Popsicles are best
Served during hot
Lustful, lazy days

though I love
the lick
during lightning storms.
Written by Tallen (earth_empath)
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