Peachy


Perfectly proportioned peach

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Hidden under gaudy shorts with palm trees

Desperate to be adored, to be pinched

For a warm hand to spank like a peach bongo

For a foot to affectionately kick

For a mouth to take a bite

For a pair of green eyes to covet

Hidden in owner’s bad taste apparel

Not even a faint outline of it's curve

Wasting it's life away

Frame it

Let droves of faces queue up to see it

Behind glass


PPPB 1983