Oct. 19, 2010
Riverwalk*
The coldest spot is always between the thighs
Right in the middle of that little patch of skin on either side that rub against each other,
buff each other - creating the softest spot
Or so the first boy to touch there said.
Skin; we abuse it, take it for granted, want to disown it
So someone else had to call attention to it
Shine it in a subtle, seductive light
Imagine it white with the whitest of flesh
Punctuated with a freckle
Imagine the incomparable velvet, the dough
Because it's true - it is the softest, bestest part
The whipped cream on top, underneath, and in between
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