wet spring coat jackets
hands searching for the hidden bud
smile under your breath
pages steam too hot
a touch of thigh, a quiet
nod in the daylight
fingers trace outlines
a laugh bounces off the wall
anticipation
midnight in the bed
small sparks buzz under the sheets
electric whispers
tiny hidden pulse
above folds of quiet silk
the button is found
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thank you for stopping by. I just posted a new long-form video reading from Aluminum Cowboys, along with a few gritty vignettes I wrote recently. You can watch it on my YouTube channel. https://www.youtube.com/@ThomasWCase If you’re interested, Aluminum Cowboys: Poems and Short Stories and my other recently published books are available on Amazon. Thanks for reading, watching, and supporting the work.
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Comments2
Sensual and sexual it speaks not only of human but natural sex and anticipation of the warming of spring. Lovely Happy New Year
Thank you, my friend
You are most welcome my friend.
Superb poem, Thomas! Happy New Year, my friend!
thank you.
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