The spoiled bread pudding
we abandoned for the seagulls
and we leaned against the noon dunes
as the arching birds wheeled over our heads
We rubbed our tummies clockwise
The I Love U stroke
to push the bad air out
while the hot sand streamed over our shoulders
one tiny avalanche at a time
we sat there long enough
the streams of tiny pebbles buried us
You asked if I wanted fish for dinner
I wanted a lace tattoo, a rose kiss
I was topless in velvet pants
I was throwing the phone across the room
While you talked of blackberries and rhubarb
Yawped in many voices until I died of laughing
and came screaming on your cock
You threw an orange scarf out the window of your car
I leaned in the window to kiss you
kissing me, you pushed me back out
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