"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Friday, December 19, 2014

HOT PARADE

I want to see your skin glisten
With the droplets of your hot bath
As you tread shyly towelled -
A parade that warms my heart and hearth.

I want to feel your body pressed
So cozy on me as I doze,
And the cuddle of your brown arm,
Your breasts divine in cute repose.

I want to feel the tickles
Of your dark hair so smooth and sleek,
As you rest in that hollow space I keep
Between shoulder and cheek.

I want to hear you breathing
As you swim the black night’s streams
And count the times you sigh
Or moan or speak in dreams.

I want to taste your sleepy mouth
When warming dawn replaces night,
As morning makes us restless
And desire grants us delight.


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