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Monday, 26 December 2005 07:40 |
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especially to you
for estelle marie
dear sugar,
i wanted to tell you
all about the way
you make me feel,
how deeply
you move me, how
warm & happy i feel
when i m talking with you,
the way you arouse me
even on the telephone,
or looking in your eyes
or watching you walk
across the room, your ass
is so beautiful
it should be on display
at the detroit institute of arts,
city of magnificent booties,
sugar you ve got the most gorgeous
behind in town,
if i may say so,
& your pretty little titties
with the big chocolate nipples
that i love to feast my eyes on,
my hands & lips,
& speaking of feasting
i could worship forever
at the sweet shrine of venus
between your incredible legs,
bury my tongue deep
in your delicious pussy,
how good it feels to lick it
& rub it on my face,
i love your thighs
& calves & knees, i
love to suck your toes
or your fingers
squeezing my cock,
& when i get to your mouth
it ll be hard to stop
singing your praises like your lips
are made the way the god of lips
intended all lips to be,
full & shapely,
irresistible to the touch
of my mouth, or tongue
or dick
nuzzled between your lips,
harder than chinese arithmetic
& kissing your mouth itself
is another fantastic thrill,
your tongue on fire
but all wet & alive
under my tongue,
how sweetly you suck
on my lower lip,
& your teeth too
i m insane about your teeth
, how they push out
against your upper lip,
the sexy spaces between them,
the way you keep them covered up
until i can make you smile or laugh
& you reveal them to me
& the long corners of your mouth turn up
& your beautiful cheekbones,
high, probably cherokee,
geechee, definitely mississippi,
did i mention the colors
of your skin, deep browns so rich
& your eyes,
with that little sleepy drift
in the left one,
i love to kiss you in your ears
& slide my tongue down
under your jaw,
along your perfect neck,
i love the way you wear your hair,
the way you smell,
your wide african nose,
your wrists & hands,
i even love the stretch marks
& other evidence
of the birth
of four babies,
i think of your wet pussy
so hot & juicy
yet so tight & snug,
unloosened by childbirth
sugar, if i could make these words
throb & grip my dick
like the sugary walls of your cunt
i d be the greatest poet on earth
but let me sing of your charms
in my feeble verse, & dwell
on your spiritual qualities,
the emormous size of your heart,
the love & care you take
with your remarkable children,
your fierce intelligence
& determination to get over,
i love you for who you are
& what you ve done with it
& most of all, for the person
that you want to be
& i want to be there with you
in the land of milk & honey,
sweet sugar,
i want to be there with you
when all your dreams come true
& your efforts are rewarded
& i can take you in my arms
& make love to you for ever
with all your worries set to rest
& your troubles gone for good,
just you & me & our big fat smiles
& a rainbow arching across the sky
in transit,
detroit-new orleans,
august 20, 1987/
cafe du monde,
new orleans,
august 24, 1987
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