Susie Queue Poems

On my forehead a kiss
On my breast his caress
But what most I miss
Is the warmth of his breath
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Sweat seeps out of every pore
As the number on the dials soar
Oppressed stifling humid heat
Engulf bodies from head to feet
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Recurring shame and useless worry
Fills her up and leaks out of dark eyes
No purpose so no need to hurry
As she stifles the internal cries
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