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Banana You peel it slowly back hypnotically each yellow flap of flesh eased down halfway along its total length like silk folded back exposing me you wet your lips and draw seductive circles with your tongue your hungry look says for now the fruit is me I watch you approach the tip and tease the first half inch and stop my eyes upon you make you want to play angelic lips shape the letter O as you slowly raise the form up toward your mouth your tongue a velvet pinkish leaf it slides beyond the slotted tip and then enfolds its rigid shaft of life to slowly suck it soft and then to mush a banana never bitten disappears and men will do the same | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| I enjoy company when I eat | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Eating Out If we meet there once again will we dispense with all formalities and get beyond the nervousness that sets the tone when two strangers are thrown together by well-meaning friends or circumstance Will you look at my two lips and wonder if they feel soft and warm against your skin and want them at that time enough to walk toward me with open arms seductively If I reach out for you then should I expect a friendly hug as you might greet a client or a long-absent coworker or will you melt into my arms amorously If I should reach beneath the tablecloth and run my hand across your thigh will it make your center twitch or will you look at me uncomfortably shifting in your chair If I rest my fingers just beyond my plate will your hand find its way to mine to stroke my rippled skin just beyond my clean clipped nails If others looked across the room and spied us there would they see lovers rushing through a meal to escape to privacy If the waiter hovers frequently disrupting that air of intimacy that I'd prefer would it be an welcome relief restoring decorum for you or just an annoying interference Would it make you want to skip dessert and seek the sweetness of my lips in some place where we'd finally be alone | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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One Day's Mourning | One day' mourning for our love I know it seems so short but in the years I've watched it shrink like a shining city seen from the deck of a ship heading for the far horizon One day's mourning as I strip off a simple golden band, and pack away the cracking tattered photos that were stowed inside my wallet long ago One day's mourning even as I unpack my clothes and rearrange the remnants of my life in foreign spaces of my new solitude One day's mourning even as I seek to fill the void of silence once overflowing with the sounds of final battles days ago One days mourning as I seek some solace with old friends seldom seen named Jack and Johnny and Joaquin One day's mourning as I drain the bottles sitting in the chair I claimed and watch the setting sun form shadows on bare walls One day's mourning for our love but when I awake I will begin the search for self and in the months ahead I will find joy �
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