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How neatly a cat sleeps,
sleeps with its paws and its posture,
sleeps with its wicked claws,
and with its unfeeling blood,
Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise
sex is not dentistry
A woman waits for me- she contains all, nothing is lacking,
Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the
right man were lacking.
With promise of job,
he lured her into a cane field.
His gentleness a veil of sanity.
Lurking in his mind,
HOLD it up sternly! See this it sends back! (Who is it? Is it you?)
Outside fair costume--within ashes and filth,
No more a flashing eye--no more a sonorous voice or springy step;
Unfunny uncles who insist
in trying on a lady's hat,
--oh, even if the joke falls flat,
we share your slight transvestite twist
You come to me quiet as rain not yet fallen
Afraid of how you might fail yourself your
dress seven summers old is kept open
in memory of sex, smells warm, of boys,
(Translated from the French by Edouard Rodti)
My wife with the hair of a wood fire
With the thoughts of heat lightning
You do not need to be
Body to body, sex to sex
to become as one.
We sat across the table.
he said, cut off your hands.
they are always poking at things.
they might touch me.
Authors and actors and artists and such
Never know nothing, and never know much.
Sculptors and singers and those of their kidney
Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney.
'Tryna get to sunny Californy' -
Boom. It's the awful raincoat
making me look like a selfdefeated self-murdering
The turtle lives 'twixt plated decks
Which practically conceal its sex.
AGES and ages, returning at intervals,
Undestroy'd, wandering immortal,
Lusty, phallic, with the potent original loins, perfectly sweet,
Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.
I sat before my desk last eve
To assess my current plight;
The things I see, you might agree,
Indicate a major blight.
Sometimes I wish I were still out
on the back porch, drinking jet fuel
with the boys, getting louder and louder
as the empty cans drop out of our paws
Listen here. I've never played it safe
in spite of what the critics say.
out of the arm of one love
and into the arms of another
I have been saved from dying on the cross
Ancient Person, for whom I
All the flattering youth defy,
Long be it e'er thou grow old,
Aching, shaking, crazy cold;
O' Lady Of Impartiality in blindfold,
is this what justice visualizes and predicts
that a helpless little child can be adopted
by two persons of the same gender
All of you have different differences, Like you are from different Areas, different Countries, different Nations! But remember, all of you are one, equaly live in the one World and the children of this Universe.
You disagree with other's choice of optionals, but you remember that your fundamentals are 'the same' with other's. For example, you disagree to any specific food of different foods, but you eat, it's true and you eat every day by your mouth, It's true and everyone have mouth. Foods are optional but to take food by mouth is equal for whole world. In different regions of the world, different foods are grown, people who live in those areas eat those foods, and if anyone discriminates against one or two food, he won't be a human being of great intelligence. Because of the geographical environment of the weather is not one in Worldwide, it is important for you to survive in one area and that area say to take area base food.Therefore, no food can be called absolutely forbidden and no food can be called essential for every place of world.
Libido varies even in the same person
At different times, ages and partners.
Libido is high where intelligence is high.
Genius is invariably weak in sex.
Sex and soul, the life of the world,
Sex and soul, the spirit of the world,
Sex and soul, tonnes of laws,
Sex and soul, tonnes of clashes,
Sex for job; sex for role;
Sex for crown; sex for loan;
Are these consensual sex
Beyond any retribution?
Love is not sex and, sex is not love;
Because in the true status of love, the world was made.
The world was made for you and i!
Some amongst us are involved in sex,
For the sake of reproduction,
Yet sex is an addiction to many,
Like that of the heroin!
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