On Relishing Small Pleasures
a cherry in my tongue
playing with my gums and teeth inside my mouth
not a bite just a licking
sweetness cherished in every nerve
of my tissues
not to be swallowed
or chewed
but wrapped with the layers
of my saliva
every moment every second
the glory of
lickin' good.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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