On the Thirteenth Tee
� by shadowJewel 2000

Behind the tee
beside the soaring cottonwoods
beneath the drooping willows
along the dampened banks
of the pond
resides a retreat
secluded from prying eyes.

From the seat of the cart
you led me within
pulled me close to you
tight against your chest
and whispered your desire
so quiet I almost did not hear.

Within this cover
on a late spring day
your hand released the bonds
of clothing and guided a hot
willing body
to the cool dampness
of the hidden refuge.

Fresh mowed grass prickled
against my back
and naked thighs
as you entered the damp passage
eagerly open to you
in this retreat of lust
behind the thirteenth tee.

Players passed beside
the golden light coloring
their skin a flush
to match the one you gave
with masterly delights
hands grazing tight breasts
lips stroking nipples erect
and tongue teasing
the hard red pearl.

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