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SECOND KISS (PUT TO POEM)

By Don Kenton Henry   Often I reflect on a memory I count among the better And feel the fullness of her breasts beneath that cotton sweater I feel the tenderness of her lips The warmth of her breath upon my chest   All this then some to come under dim gymnasium lights I recall […]

Venus Wore Red Ball Jets

VENUS WORE RED BALL JETS BY DON KENTON HENRY “To say she was the epitome of feminine beauty is as wanting as was my ability to have her.  It was as obvious as she was unattainable.”       No one ever called me “Tiger”, much less mistook me for one, and yet, the “Tig-Arena” was where […]