Slippery Slope

Mike Bell/ May 29, 2016/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

Snogging, lips and faces,
a quick public grope,
outside Cinque Ports,
on the disabled ramp’s slope.

In the grip of booze-lips,
almost locked intercourse,
without talking, just tasting,
tongued pints, and some shots.