- Erotic Poetry
- The Swallow Doll
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Your white desire webbed my fingers.
It looked like some draped ghost,
hanging off the branch of my nails.
And I brought the goo up to my mouth and tasted,
pink tongue flickering out,
(the way a lizard skulks out),
collecting the cobwebs that billowed sails:
Blown and expanding and falling apart as I entangled
the ropes of love and my lips glued.
There wasn’t a particle to be wasted.
I made love to it with my mouth,
gobbled it up like a crazed and deprived woman.
And it was nude (as was I),
and from upper lip to lower lip it was pasted:
The great balloon paused and waited:
It sunk into the deep caves of my throat,
and it fell back where the hanging bell lies;
Gurgle and spat as is Mother Nature’s way,
but pinkness was thus beautifully painted.
