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Rated: E · Poetry · Nonsense · #1447090
It was the way she shook, her lovely frame
Bones


It was the way
she shook
her lovely frame
and swayed her
cool white bones,
clanked two femurs down
right to the ankles,
played her ribs like a xylophone.
She sashayed her hips
like a rail thin
harem girl,
pelvis
      low
         low
             low.
Her cracking knees
a steady beat
ra-ta-tat from a bongo drum
until,
I turned
and bumped her bones
and they
came crumbling
down.
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