three-way frog sex

In the pond
light plays on light,
shadow on shadow

high summer
turns on hot, humid
nights.

Under the light
of a billions year old
galaxy
the primordeal pond
is swirling with life.

The microbial panoply
lit by June’s strawberry
moon and underneath
the reflected darkness
of bog grasses.

And the frogs…
the frogs… they play
under and among
the lily pads
clutched in a slippery
embrace
males singing noisily
expelling their
milkiness across
the ivory thighs
of their lovers.

By  c.m. brooks, July 2, 2017

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~ by christinambrooks on July 3, 2017.

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