THE SEX IS GENERALLY OF A SOFTER TEXTURE Poem by Michelle Grangaud

The sex is generally of a softer texture than the rest of the body. It is more sensitive and very ticklish.
Soon it will be summer. The sky is pale and misty. He is lying on his back, legs apart, hands
under neck, in the flowered meadow next to the pond.
The sex is the point in which humans most resemble animals.
Garden helices, which are snails, find each other using their slimy trails, draw close to each other,
bite each other, penetrate each other and remain coupled for hours.
Conjugation is natural.
The statue standing at the edge of the swimming-pool has no head or arms, yet a rounded stomach,
generous pointing breasts, make it look strangely alive.
Shape No. 1
is prone to changes of shape. When excited, it swells, hardens, and rears up.
The concrete beam with the metal fringe, lifted by the crane, points toward the sky.
Shape No. 1 is arranged so as to penetrate shape No. 2.
Within the vista of the long dark porch, the glass pyramid can be seen at the end.
Shape No. 1 penetrates shape No. 2 to rub it from inside.
The rosebush forms a bright red hedge along the balcony.
Rubbing causes voluptuous excitement.
In the town centre, the poster announce NUDE GIRLS, LOVE ACT, TOTALLY NUDE GIRLS
ON STAGE, THE CONDOR.
Pleasure is stimulated and multiplied by fantasies.