dewy gew

dewy gew

tacky steam strings seem to
sneak filthy figures into
gang drench dreams

drips of nocturne’s nectar
cleave moist lips’
surreal seams

hot butter spreads wet on hips’
sway to shape-shifter waters

blistered, lava mist
come forth molten kiss,
non existent

soggy fragrant flames in
in tangled, pleasure angles

of trembling lank limbs
stemmed frisky 

petals parched
in weeping hours

© Anthony Gorman 2019




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