The skin parts like curtains,
Out tumbles a tender load.
The tongue fumbles for the flesh,
Flicking, shoving,
Letting the sweetness guide its plunder
Like a traitor’s hand.
Two seeds glisten in the quiet of a palm.
Beside them the shriveled skin
Neatly folded upon itself
Without a hint of an arc.
Like a moth that wasted away
Eating velvet.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Playthings by Rabindranath Tagore
- Atavism
- The Sultans Palace
- Sex Without Love by Sharon Olds
- Dear Alzheimer’s by Maria Knox
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- The Legatee poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Британишский – Край Земли
- I Want, I Want by Sylvia Plath
- A Pastoral Upon The Birth of Prince Charles: Presented to the King, and Set by Mr Nic. Laniere by Robert Herrick
- Psalm 84 poem – John Milton poems
- Эмиль Верхарн – Восстание
- Mary’s Son – A Tale of Christmas – An Inspiring Read
- Владислав Крапивин – А по ночам у высокого плетня
- Before The Law by Michael Major
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
