Mating Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Mating



Mating

They were joined tail to tail
Like the dogs, having sex.

Were male’s wings around her?
(Like a man cupping breasts?)

Could not see; time was short.
I talk of the two moths in cupboard.

Thursday, April 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
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