Pussy willow weep for me Let your leaves drip sweet dew Wet my head as I rest under your limbs
Lush pussy shade me From the burning heat That causes sweat to cover My exposed skin You bring sweet relief
My hands run across your petal leafs My cheek rest on the moss That climbs your trunk from the delta below I inhale the familiar scent of the pussy willow Causing my heart to leap
C. Stuart Lewis creates poems with feeling, intelligence and sex appeal. His short stories and books focus on characters that feel real in real world situations. Originally from the United States he now resides in Ontario, Canada. Check out his webpage at TheAuthorStew.ca
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