and each bottom button is
when it is revealed can be
and is more than that some thing
one or the other had once kept hidden
between the sun
and moon
and each bottom button that
is pushed in
gives it's notice like a cork
being popped,
and lips do as well
and the tounge
once in the mirror looked
it showed
why the tip and why the edges met
when they
and then after another is pulled
up or down or in or out
one face rolls it's eyes back
while the other does
what it was ment too do
and each bottom button
then
becomes a reflection of each eye
and why the tears mingle and mix.
You are a seducer of the highest calibre my dear poet! lol yes the final line is painful in an ecstatic kind of way. smiling at you Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
bottom buttons top buttons side buttons front bottoms they all have to meet in harmony