Or I pass you as another fad

Torrid Sun

you smart in a bun

burning rays

tight fitting blouse and skirt

heated earth

your moves in hip sways

climate all suffocating

your moves

in deep juggle of breasts

strong legs

a taller you

on heels

beckon me


how can I prevent

our scents

from collision

as one

damn it

you asked

but I am immune

to barter

you either come

without ulterior

or I pass

you as another fad!

I smell ulterior

from as far as is the Sun

special abilities

cannot help them!

Beware market operators and hired hands or party workers

seeking gains.© 3 hours ago   hope • humor • pain 


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Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.

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