© Sauce*Box, Fall 1996.
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Coming Closer
by Lyn Pierre*
Touch you, tingle
fingertips
hips rise
thickness and warm ecstasy
spit in the fire
I feel you up
you feel me in you
wooded bed and trees for hats
passion built from flowing water into flowing light
you fuck me hard
reach high into the nasty menstrual blood
gushing out from me and back to nature
once again
cock red and wavering in the sun
you are the desire of nothing and everything
some fair mind and body natural
flirting with the preternatural
pleasure in a solid tongue
inside my lips
so this is paradise
and I am the lone amphibian
behind you
in front of you
I am the pocket of your jeans the mirror in your care
the fall of Rome
the Big Bang so to speak
I am the first apple
the first tree
the infinite and unrepressed
I am all and I am Goddess
all these simply while I come.
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* © 1996 Lyn Pierre from her book Venus Envy.
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