Best Poem of R. H. McBride

Dark Chocolate Latte
Cross cup steam wonder
Sift through smoky eyes on my skin
Taste the eyelash's chocolate touch me
A cinnamon stick sex joint oh scream!
I'll make you wonder
Give me another pleasure tear drop
I'm an addict for the taste
I'll break
Bend you over touch the quiver lip stretch
Your hair across my . . .
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Where The Light Hides
Sun sky lights paw at the glass morning,
Your pillow sticks its tongue at me in your absence,
My phone throws colorful lies of schedule,
I should not awaken to electric castration.
But it is not my alarm rousing me to busy body,
It is a folded voice screeching, claiming me,
Declaring matriarchal rule . . .
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