Le Beso Grande
my muse is
beautiful in
my eyes but
not perhaps
for everybody
but every body
has its own
appeal so
as i need
not peel
my fruit to taste
and take lingu
istic pleasure
i cunningly
among us
listen to her
dangling
parti
ciples
and
wait for it
to come
to its
own
fru
ition but've often
wondered why
when women
write say
she sup
posing to be their
muse why not
a he who
breathes
breath
with a lock
ed lip inspir
ational kiss
which may
make
a poem
of love
and
or of
death
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