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Monday, July 25, 2011

Humbert's Peak

In the angular light
Of a late July afternoon
I reached Hubbert’s peak
Sexually speaking enjoying
Pleasure so great with you
It felt beyond compare

Or should I say Humbert’s
Because there you appeared
In your red Target suit
Dark sunglasses and all
Looking both Lolita and her mum
And then we went
From two to one
Like a sea nymph
Urging me forward
Until we grew nethered
In the deep end together

While nearby the blue wheelbarrow
Stood upended in the dirt
Its arms for legs splayed
Saying to me
So much depends
On the here and the now of it
Wherever you happen
To transplant yourself
Make sure this time
It really counts

That it was shared with you
I find unsurprising
Nor am I perturbed but delighted
By the promise of all the lesser peaks
Between us yet to come

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