Chicano Poet

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Two-Tone 52 Plymouth

Like a bomb that goes off inside
its shrapnel of sex

a continent apart
we nuzzle and drift
one of your thighs under the spell
the other thigh fluttering
and flashing its honey.
The backseat of the Plymouth
beats its wings.

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