Cups

 

She opened

her blouse

as if unlocking

a secret cupboard;

and showed me

her nipples like

pink touches on

white porcelain;

while I held her

breasts as if

they were

precious cups,

which they were.

 

 

(Julian O’Dea)

 

 

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One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Julian O'Dea on March 23, 2017 at 7:06 am

    An early version which I have since updated.

    Reply

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