- Erotic Poetry
- Tsina
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Click hereI met her in the background,
Does she love me?
I don’t know...
She wears a mask.
From the back all is well;
A long gloss of black hair
And a kimono like parrots feathers
But she turns and it’s not.
She wears a mask,
A Chinese face,
Opera I think,
Like a doll,
Like a stereotype.
The smile is disconcerting...
Little slips and the gown drops.
She shows herself to me,
She gives herself to me,
Maybe,
I don’t know...
I never see her face,
Always the mask.
I kiss her everywhere but her mind
And she never sings her truth,
Even in ecstasy it never slips,
She is far stronger than I and I am sorry I will never know her.
- COMMENTS
DeepGreenEyesover 14 years agoThe phrase "I don't know" repeated twice. The word "Maybe." The mask. The whole poem creates a vibe of uncertainty. Nice.
UnderYourSpellover 14 years agoWonderful very clever I liked this a lot especially the woman giving of her body but never her mind and soul.
