Page 48 - Armpits For All Seasons: A Poem

Seasonal Pits

Summer pits: your sun-baked hollows give my tongue a sweaty, salty treat.

Autumn pits: your underarms are spicy and smell oh so musky sweet.

Winter pits: your hairy caves give my cold lips a wet and warm retreat.

Springtime pits: your floral essence brings new life, it quickens my heartbeat. 


Manly pits: summer, autumn, winter, spring, each day and every hour.
I long for you, I lust for you!  Armpits you hold me in your power.


---  A little ditty I wrote inspired by the changing of the calendar.

(Photos for the collage all found online.)

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