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Joy of a Leg Man by Steve Meador

Joy of a Leg Man
In the silent heat of lavendered
water she trusts me to plow upon
sacred ground. I spread a film
of aloe cream, glide the razor
up her calf, dip into a tender cove
on the underside of the knee,
slide along the luscious plains
of mid-thigh then return to the next [...]