Knowing the geography of your body
The absolute topography of your face
Or the sizzle of your summer heat radiating
Or the outline of your heart - i now embrace.
It's as if Georgia is rising...
High into heavens ecstatic flow
My hands detect your erotic longings
And it's long past Georgia we go.
By, Theodora Onken
April 25,2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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