Poetry Annual 1998 | O Y S T E R B O Y R E V I E W [ 8 ] |
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Larry D. Griffin | |
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When I place my hand in the small of your back, you tremble toward me in embrace with fingers fondling finding my hair until hard against my buckle, I long so long it seems for what you lack, what you alone can give me through your grace, a gift I find at first so kind before lust sends sympathetic chuckle: you smile back in your green eyes.
We separate only to strip | |
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