(Poem)Too Late, Too Late

A wet lick to the front of your skin tight shorts
Because I’m too anxious

I bother not, remove your shorts.

A lick tipped with a suction kiss at the end
My lips press against…

With cloth seeming almost meaningless
I can feel your smooth surface

My fingers, digging underneath the surface, of your shorts.

~ Too Late, Too Late

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