Thursday, May 19, 2016

ducky tail

little tuft
of fluff
silky smooth
like nothing.
a microcurl
bracketting the
monk's ring,
the curlycue
pointing towards
her glorious
fatty back,
before dipping
into the top roll.
barely balanced
on the tip of
my finger,
it slips away,
sprung and frayed,
before my kiss
could reach that
soft divet.

1 comment:

Jill said...

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