sunder
surrender

sunder and so'ver
till clover is torn
brused and little more
than a smell of cut spring green.
Roll me in that green
still wet
still tumbled and wrapped
in secrets that only the moon knows.
Will you lust after I go
leaving you with a smile
while your tongue
swollen and sweetly laced
is craving more
of what I served for desert
last night.
Sunder and so'ver
that's all I have to tell,
for what one does with you
sunder sheets of satin or silk
my lips will 'ner tell.
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I forgot some commas and question marks...my appolgies.
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tasty..... :D
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nize use of alliteration and rhyme.
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"Roll me in that green
still wet
still tumbled and wrapped"


i like that!