Jacuzzi
She invites me
into the jacuzzi
honestly cautions
her tongue is sassy
and sensual
her maturity disguised
by callow eyes
that sparkle intimately
and stab mercilessly
She cries out
almost laughingly
for dry martinis
a twist and an olive
rockless and salty
the goblet raises
to toast my induction
into the hot bath
promising to erase the lines
etched on my face
nineteen ninety-six
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