Towel Dried
Tempestuous.
Giving out moody pickings
On a plate!
Watching and waiting
To sting with allure.
Bringing every dish eaten...
On a table.
To sit and stare and tease!
With lusting eye contact!
Tempestuous.
Rage.
Calm.
Heat to warm with cold shoulder,
Sometimes...
Hot and bothered!
And churning with fury!
Tempestuous!
Snatched and used.
Thrusts slow to a sigh and snore!
Nothing bores this rocking ship.
Wet with sweat collected.
Hugging with nakedness accepted.
To sleep forgiving...
And towel dried!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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