Young Love Nonet

By Christopher Rupley

Summer lips never tasted so sweet,
with fingers crawling all over,
the small of your back was tense,
your pulse interrupted,
each beat flirting with
the next held breath,
and your eyes
danced like
fire…

(This is a nonet. The structure is 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1).

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