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HIS BIRTHDAY SUIT

His birthday suit
was quite hirsute,  
like gorilla -  
was a thriller.  
  
My own smooth skin  
could not begin  
to contrast more.  
I was in awe.  
   
In our tussle  
I would ruffle  
his dark chest hair -  
and that "down there".  
   
Savour its brush,  
making me flush  
when against me  
he'd hold body.  
 
He was so vain,  
sometimes in rain  
he'd throw off kit,  
to wetten it.  

Give me excuse
of a purpose
upon a whim
to towel him.
 
Written by Solomon_Song
Published | Edited 11th Nov 2022
Author's Note
Words "birthday suit" was poetry prompt. Imagining a hirsute male body from a female lover's POV.
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