Afterglow (Poetry)

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It was late in the fall
or the middle of winter, I thought:
when the trees outside were white.
when I held your manhood in my hands
and fed upon it
the first time.

what followed was as white as snow
not quite in the afterglow
but you looked alright
as pale as Snow White.

Photography and poetry by Teegee Villanueva

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