Viewing the local antiquities

Meeting like this. 

Bareback Annie lifts her mouth off me, plop, and raises her eyes to mine:

A thin silver spit strand runs from her lower lip to the plush of my head, parts:

Not silk's tensile strength: a bubble, but not morning dew.



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