69 Words

Posted: November 16, 2014 in erotica
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When I was a child I giggled at the numbers

shared the pretense with my friends

blushed when a girlfriend used it to describe

her checking account.

She was telling me about being


very simply,

needed sixty-nine to find her balance.

I didn’t see it then,

and now today,

I wish I’d given her


Instead, I provided shallow words

when all she really wanted

was a thrilling tongue.


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