the dripping cone

they tasted them the dripping cone,

in moments heated and alone –

and pulled back layers of new sense,

desire and concupiscence

 

the carnal meal when tasted young,

the sweet embrace of tongue on tongue –

the pleasure shared; the moan, the sigh,

the cone that’s licked

until it’s

dry

.

..

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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