First Blush
First blush of lust enters --
An unknown partner.
First one, then another;
all come and go with a brief touch or kiss.
Then a lush motel room,
All the roses perfect.
Champagne glasses empty
Though neither drunk.
Now a ski-lodge waterbed.
Fireplace smoldering,
Warm fingertips running over silk and satin.
Stockings and garters sliding as animal nature is brushed.
Awaken to the dampness of sweat
Soaking an old comforter.
Another hard adolescent night,
Dreaming of lovers while holding a teddy bear.
Four Pennies
I found four pennies,
Like dominos big and blocky.
On the front were small memorials,
And a Chinese character aft.
These I gave to my love;
Unrequited but smiling still.
We brushed and I said, "I'm sorry".
She said "Yeah right!" and laughed.
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Submission Name: First Blush & Four Pennies
