‘Three doesn’t have to be a crowd’ by Guest Contributor Nubian Beauty

If I take a little bit of this

May I have a little bit of that?

If she touches me here

Surely I can touch you there?

And if you kiss her so

Why would she tell me no?

If your moans are anything to go by

Then I can’t help but sigh

And tremble

And quiver

And shake

And love you

And love her

And watch her love you

Sweat drops glistening

Dew

Morning

Flush

Bodies jumbled up

Contortions

That would make the cirque blush

Helpings dished out with relish

Savored

And favors returned

Don’t say it out loud

Two may be a party

Three doesn’t have to be a crowd.