Come on, you know you want to watch it. I even chose a love poem to start and, after all, who can resist the sultry, sultry voice?
-M.
view on YouTube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YvwmCH7uqY
Love Scenes for May to December
over the pale pink fingers
of wounded youth’s retreating--
squeeze, hold and release
in time with the stilling pulse
and luxuriant long exhales
of decades lost
and two bodies ravaged
near empty and unrecognizable.
cowed and kneeling, one knee
comes to complacent rest
against another
ruddy with war wounds
and unfaded scars.
a flesh-blurred line.
lips needy of the human want
wine-touched go mumbling
the soul’s soothing fictions fulfilled.
white noise and dry warmth
of memory to drown out a chill
blowing the curtains
and bringing in birdsong.
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