VII

VII

 

Suddenly,

A vexing citron

There in virginal

And brimming

Pastoral country

Of the pudendum

 

A mellifluous touch

Erect corner forged

From thy fragrant flesh

 

To undress so much

Lovingly

Thy receptacles

 

Convex cherry tree

I pierce

I conspire

I simmer

 

A fugacious tempest

I possess to devour

Thy tender inner thigh

 

To couple thy intensity

Of harden frail cotton

Suddenly,

There in the valley of pudendal

Night’s melee

�"charming teacher�"

I take thy fruit

Succulently

Drink thy amour

In saccharine pour

 

Here, then suddenly,

Abysmal and precise

Zenith of delights

I succumb immobile

 

 

Reviews

[Joshua Haring-Kaye]

Is this a love poem or what?

[Aristophanes]

yes a very erotic love poem...