Palm Sunday

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Palm Sunday

She lay
panties dangling
from her long leg
large breasts perched
atop her blouse
like volcanos
ready to erupt
her warm hand
guiding me
into the River Styx
as if a carved button
gently tucked thru a lace blouse
where warm moisture
defied friction
Happy as a child
on a mirror-polished sunny slide
I slid naked between her long legs
until all control was lost
I withdrew catching
love's elixir in my palm
that Sunday morning
as she lay eyes closed
in the heat of climax

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