Are you the Earth
with gravity in your centre
attracting me and mine
with unlimited wonder
Do you have magnets
fixed at your breast-ends
every time you pass by
pivoted they signals send
are the tenders in your laps
nectar buds of crimson thighs
drunken hips and tipsy eyes
simply wisking me and mine.
have you birds cooing
from the belly domes
they shake me up
and skate me down
I shudder at the idea
of the fertile soil within
your raining landscape
in poisonous shapes.
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