flesh

Something new and tasty. Enjoi.

flesh

I like to touch your skin
and feel the flesh mesh in colours proud and loud,
with the subtlety of a distant mandolin,
playing a tune you'd swear you'd heard
in the background of an old gangster movie
just before all Hell broke loose.
and, as you kiss me, lips parted,
hips started and eyes closing to focus,
it breaks loose here.
with very different results.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
To a beautiful, pea-green boat...