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Unzipped Lips
Too tempting, unzipping ditties Now, like a minute of silence In a room of friendly ladies My finger gropes the evidence The zip plays imagination For I can go up or go down With a smile for my permission Since in silence the words abound That is how I brew my desire Sniffing armpits of strange flowers Caressing the moon to inspire O I sometimes lose my trousers For I must plunge deep in waters That kiss a man's flesh to gladness. My tongue unzips nervous laughters And images tremble in shyness I tell no one what I tell moons She comes naked and jasmine fresh My heart dances the winds soft tunes Unzipping hunger of the flesh Admit me back to silent rooms And the fresh taste of soundless lips The poets sweat and Joy's perfumes While pen upon the paper slips Zip not again that open door Where poets pen makes the earth moan And the sweet wet and clammy core Leaks its honey with my soft tone Telling wrong and write of passion Tongueing muse for visions clearer. To the end I feel derision When fingers fumble the zipper.
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