Man-go
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1 min readJun 22, 2016
His fleshy part, firm and soft,
like a ripened mango.
With juices just as sweet.
On my lips,
licentious deliciousness.
A gift from the gods
to be enjoyed.
I gorge
until face and hands are,
Covered,
in sacchariferous stickiness.
Enjoy the Poetry of Bettye C.
~ And More from Poetry After Dark