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a perfect patio for sun bathing

the house i owned with my second husband
had a perfect patio for sun bathing
privacy fencing and strategically placed bushes
to better hide one’s bush when
tanning in the nude

i still laugh reclined
bathing suit clad

when i recall the days
during the lovely marriage

the second story windows
of our bedroom would open
and i would hear him moan my name

as he had a penchant for masturbating
while i oiled myself

preferring the forbidden pleasure of watching
instead of coming
outside

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