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Like A Flower In The Rain

 

 

 

I cut the middle fingernail of the middle
finger
right hand
real short
and I began rubbing along her cunt
as she sat upright in bed
spreading lotion over her arms
face
and breasts
after bathing.
then she lit a cigarette:
"don’t let this put you off,"
an smoked and continued to rub
the lotion on.
I continued to rub the cunt.
"You want an apple?" I asked.
"sure, she said, "you got one?"
but I got to her-
she began to twist
then she rolled on her side,
she was getting wet and open
like a flower in the rain.
then she rolled on her stomach
and her most beautiful ass
looked up at me
and I reached under and got the
cunt again.
she reached around and got my
cock, she rolled and twisted,
I mounted
my face falling into the mass
of red hair that overflowed
from her head
and my flattened cock entered
into the miracle.
later we joked about the lotion
and the cigarette and the apple.
then I went out and got some chicken
and shrimp and french fries and buns
and mashed potatoes and gravy and
cole slaw,and we ate.she told me
how good she felt and I told her
how good I felt and we
ate the chicken and the shrimp and the
french fries and the buns and the
mashed potatoes and the gravy and
the cole slaw too.

Charles Bukowski (to Lia)

 

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Gracias por el poema y por la foto me encantan. Al fin y al cabo Bukowski era un tio con suerte, y tenía a un montón de mujeres guapas a su alrededor. Me gustaba su vida, y su forma de escribir. Las cosas que encuentras en su cuentos sobre sexo, vino y mujeres que no son sexo, vino y mujeres. Gracias entonces, por mandarme un trocito de Buk.
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