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Sweet Juice! My mouth tingles against your wetness and I lick my moistened lips, / catching every drop of your treasured gift. the peach delicate folds spread wide & manhandled. / probing licks & savouring of such landscape. Feminine Fruit As sweet as fine sugar / The taste of pure sin / I catch the flavor of you / As I lick your sticky skin Peach When you touched me there / Totally and everywhere / I felt so quiet and still / Yet so new and so alive / Like a just freshly plucked peac… harp of youth in the summer / of our youth / we drank the wine / of the grapes / that grew around us / we danced on the / green carpet of grass / and… the spiky peach get too close, turn that way, and you might get stung Summertime Childhood Cherry blossoms… / And first kisses. / That leave sweetness in the corners, / Of velvet lips. / Electricity fizzing between fingertip… COCKTAILS Green Apple Vodka / Fill shaker with ice / Add some Apple Schnapps / Shake it twice / One splash of sour mix / Shake it twice again / Add w… incomprehensible snapshot what does it mean? Faceless Peach Walls these walls of peach surrounding me resemble / my ever changing days even though the / color seems to always / stay the same. / hell, what… Haiku 64 morning dew / on curled lily blossom… / scent of fresh peach The peach house The house was tiny and it was peach coloured with Tudor panels of chocolate brown. It was squeezed into the narrow space between its moder… Poetry in a Peach Can Oh, to taste thy sweet nectar, / But first I must find the opener! / I find it amongst the kitchen tools / Saved away, but not with the jew… haiku 129 after her nap / in the orchard’s shade… / peach blossom scent Peach Soft and fuzzy outside / The flesh is tender to the touch / I taste its sweetness / The juice runs about my mouth / Into my belly / Down my… peach trees i remember the smiles / like ice creams in summer / dripping down our hands with truth peach blossoms the morning is here without knocking / it heaps me with blankness / and turns breakfast to mush / this is my signature / a rose in a bottle… My georgia Peach Emotions, / hung high in the sweet summer air, / picked up by a breeze / decieving and / lush , / full of heat. / You tumbled / and fe… Summer, Time and Livin’ *A*in’t Easy… …Georgia peach..suckled… The Peach (Mature) A cleavage like a peach pit? Wrinkly, crinkly, I don’t really mind, getting old on the other hand, a cleavage like a peach pit? Well it’s just something I need to work…

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