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Ackee
There you are Red, black, and gold And in the wind Your dress uplifted, the tease Of hungry men appetite For I have looked up your tree With jealousy At birds beaking your breast And felt my tongue Its passion flaming Longing to lick your fatness Like a plate. O so intimate are my desires From the plump fruit in blushing skin On beds of onions and pepper Where you intertwine your nakedness Around the fish stripped bare And salt like a lover's sweat I still your aroma can recall From under the sheet Provoking a child's pasion On Christmas morning And a boy's fancy forever Through the hunger of manhood. Let the bounty come again I do not care What rebellion brought you to my house Nor what evil report The tattlering tongue will tell Of some benign toxins With which you break the heart of men And mothers My table is your welcoming arms I am addicted to your love Night and noon or morning soon When upon my bread you swoon Or perhaps cajoling with that half ripe breadfruit Whose glory is the fire You stoke so tenderly my desire And bring to climax The beauty of the moon
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