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a poem by Angela S. Patane (2 of 2)
Rainforest
My canopied pussy
is a mystery to a man
who can't find the split:
fear of the feminine spreads
as hands get lost down my pants.
Unearthed is a thatch thicker than his.
is a mystery to a man
who can't find the split:
fear of the feminine spreads
as hands get lost down my pants.
Unearthed is a thatch thicker than his.
© by Angela S. Patane
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #7 ~ January 2010
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