i, a naked little boy
fill her lips, full, round a mouth,
the tongue can prick a thorn
ejaculating into exquisite shapes
as it bursts like stars high upon her
and the interior of the tormentors mouth
receives each boy, that comes
In the shape of a roaring flame.
or
she kissing each snakes head
or white-cotton face
within the seeds of desire and
a naked little boy ejaculating
on the yellow ivory bust of a naked girl
embraced by the feel of each other
or alone
as she climbs on to the back of a tree
squatting, she laughs as he pees.
I see you are giving Shakespeare a 'run for his money'! Or is it Allen Ginsberg? Have a nice day, James. ;) bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An ex convict. Convicted for what?