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Heated Words
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Heated Words

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

The Sun.
Heated words from someone.
Blistering the ears,
Of those fearing what they hear.
And yet when this is done...
They claim not to know,
Where the burning churns from!
With wishes and desires,
To be noticeably tanned.
Tongue spanked,
With an off colored reprimand,
Demanded and asked.
Applied to one's face, arms and legs.
And rubbed firmly into one's back!

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