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MY FAVORITE PASTIME

written by: Leanne Howard Kenney

@neeneebucket

 

Can you catch this pass
I asked
Across the quad, I tossed
To hands that would take mine
To his tan, heat infused skin.

It wasn’t like original sin
But it was aboriginal
Sensual, obsessional, exceptional,
Indefensible
Offensive
And, oh I’m in deep

Oh, I’m in deep
Without anyone to keep it neat
And when our lips, licked lock
Pillows pile up
Shirts pull off
Pants toss
Until you knock
Oh, I’m in deep.

And when we start playing
Things start fraying
In rules of the heart
You have to be smart
Something we both neglected
And, as expected,
You ran routes ‘round the upkeep
Oh, I’m in deep

From where I sit
Our eyes, green meet
Until yours dart
To the fresh meat.
And your wry smile
Meets your rye colored hair
My heart skips several beats
As you take that leap
And, oh, I’m in deep.

Too deep, too, too, too, way too deep
We couldn’t keep it neat
I jumped in too deep
Lead by your feat
And my easy retreat
Oh, I’m in deep.

Breath

Leanne Howard Kenney

Leanne Howard Kenney

My name is Leanne Howard Kenney.
I am a former speechwriter and press secretary for former San Diego City Councilmember current San Diego County Supervisor, Ron Roberts.
I am a former Sportswriter. A former political writer. A former public relations copy writer. A former newspaper reporter. A former . . .
Apparently, I am a former writer.
Well, that is not quite true.
I have been writing poetry on my own for quite a while. And, I have been writing the odd article here and there for my own and my friends' pleasure for years.
I started posting my poetry approximately a year ago. Where they came from, I know not.
I am just glad they came.
I hope you enjoy what I have to say.
Leanne Howard Kenney

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