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FROM SEA I RISE
From sea I rise;
head, chest, tum, thighs.
My dripping size
is a surprise
to fair Elize,
who on beach lies.
Suntanned by skies,
sun shades on eyes.
Laughing, she cries:
"You've got a prize -
I'd circumcise
anti-clockwise!"
head, chest, tum, thighs.
My dripping size
is a surprise
to fair Elize,
who on beach lies.
Suntanned by skies,
sun shades on eyes.
Laughing, she cries:
"You've got a prize -
I'd circumcise
anti-clockwise!"
Published 24th Oct 2019
Author's Note
Not autiobiographical - just a whimsical imagining of coming out of a skinny dip in view of one's woman.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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24th Oct 2019 2:08pm
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Suntanned by skies,
sun shades on eyes.
Laughing, she cries:
"You've got a prize -
I'd circumcise
anti-clockwise!"
Suntanned by skies,
sun shades on eyes.
Laughing, she cries:
"You've got a prize -
I'd circumcise
anti-clockwise!"
24th Oct 2019 7:01pm
25th Oct 2019 2:16am
