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Freshly squeezed

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Thoughts of you blossum like orange groves in the summer heat
The sweet fruity nectar of your words
Tickle the fuzz in my nose, as I inhale your tasty aroma.

I want to peel off your clothes, like a ripened orange
and lick the juices from every inch of your body.

I like mine freshly squeezed,
with pulp, and no additives

Not fresh, from concentrates .

Author notes

A two month [intense] internet correspondence, finally became face to face. He flew into town to meet me, a very romantic week long date. We were in the store purchasing juices and we were laughing at the juices that stated they were "freshly squeezed' then also stated they were from concentrates. What an oxymoron, lol. Thoughts from that day inspired this poem

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  • breedluv gold member
    March 12

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    Uh..........ahem.

    Uh.

    Wow! What a lucky man! You know how jealous I am, dammit!

    Wonderful poetry!


    • pantress silver member
      March 12
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      I guess you'll even be more jealous when you find out I just booked my flight to Colorado, lol. Not intentionally trying to rub it in, just going with what feels right. While you may think he's a lucky man, I consider myself the lucky one.