Doral Deepset - ' EARTHQUAKE CLEAVAGE

Between your
breasts

the fly
is

perfectly
still.

I gaze
at it

as a trickle of perspiration
crawls slowly towards it

as if it could
would engulf it.

The fly however
is unmoved by it

held
(as it is)

forever in amber

moving only now
as your cleavage

is shaken
by the earthquake

of your lovely
laughter.

Doral Deepset

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