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"Mes de los Muertos"

The Heavenly Oasis

By H.L. Dowless

The Heavenly Oasis

I woke up this morning
With few thoughts in my head.
I swear I was still yawning,
Felt like going back to bed.

I made my way with great hesitation,
Down the concrete staircase,
I lacked the night’s great elation,
The sleep time was such a pathetic waste.

I,
In my shorts and T-shirt,
Walked downward in cautious care,
Searching for my maiden’s grass skirt,
And my suit
With such a magnetic flare.

Today we had a party to attend,
Filled with very important figures,
I sense the anticipation floating around in the air,
Could well lead into an opportunity much bigger.

I hated to walk to the admin,
Down through the palm alley.
I sense rain in the heavy wind,
Numerous important people had better
Be at this rally!

I eased inside through the glass doors,
And oh,
To my great surprise!
The grand table was filled with elegant cakes
And cookies,
And wine glasses of every size!

The ladies walked inside donning their costumes,
And I walked around them with such care.
There was so much bare flesh showing through the flower blooms,
Lord,
I tried hard not to stare!

One time one proudly showed me
her squeeze box,
She twisted it around so debonair,
It seemed like the fur of a red fox,
With the hungry lips of a damned grizzly bear!

Three more hiding behind Venetian masks walked
Close to us,
With their huge mountains all bouncing around.
My breath left me when I struggled to breath because
I was obsessed with an eager yearning to pounce!

One finally sank ‘neath the table before me,
I rode her with such art and skill,
I swear;
Yet the entire group was filled with such glee
As I hammered away mercilessly inside the management’s lair!

When I became most carried away,
Two more shoved their mountains in my face.
Oh,
How I kissed and licked in my own artful sway,
While all the others spilled juice all over the place!

When the party ended I was so spent.
The sweat soaked vixens all had big smiles on their faces.
I felt if I had died and was Elysium sent,
Since I had taken such great pleasure in so many
Delicate places,
Inside what soon became a true heavenly oasis.







Article © H.L. Dowless. All rights reserved.
Published on 2023-07-31
Image(s) are public domain.
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