- Erotic Poetry
- Aurora
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In the spirit of Sr. Neruda
My right hand, spread
Finds that flat plain
Low, low down your back
Where you have never grown a tail
My one thumb, on my lonely left hand
Wants to hook inside your loose lip
Pull moisture into my palm
Leave a snail’s trail on the hot blush
Below your eye so liquid
It will drench and try to cool my heart
Which at this moment sends too much steam out of me
Rising from my skin like mist
On a morning in late July
When, despite the dangerous dewpoint
You leave your well-tanned thigh
To lie against mine
Loving
How the fine hairs all in anticipation
Rise to greet your humid dawn
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