Flaming Mangos by Janna B. Harris

Deep inside me, there’s a wireless

Pandora’s Box. EPandora. Locked

up tight. I keep googling, I keep looking

for guidance. I keep hoping. What could

be inside? Bright red lipstick, flaming

mangos, green polka-dot-panties?

Janna B. Harris

© 2011

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2 comments

  1. anniew3000 · November 18, 2011

    Damn! That’s one spicy poem! Perfect!

  2. lkthayer · November 19, 2011

    Very juicy Janna! 🙂

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