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Planting

Holding the reddish sphere
between my thumb and forefinger,
I remember the smooth-skinned tulip
bulbs we planted last fall.

Their spring colors will never approach
the handsomeness of my lover’s flesh.

My lips press over him with a practiced
pucker, tasting the weeping lips
at the tip of his firm bulb.

Every seed should be
kissed before planting.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published
Author's Note
Sometimes gardening puts me in an erotic mood.
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