A 99!
I watched
your tongue
a little pink
animal
attack the already
melting ice cream
it flicked at it
here
licked at it
there
until
the ice cream
had all but
disappeared.
Your breasts
Rose & fell
(rose & fell)
as magnificent
as the magnificent
domes of
the church’s cupola
in the main
square.
Your lips
arranged themselves
into a smile.
“Now what would you
like to do? ”
Your mouth
arranged the words.
Your tongue
licking the syllables like ice cream.
“I would love to be
your ice cream! ”
You stick out your tongue
at me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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