February 09, 2007


i imagine you are the cornucopia
orchard of forbidden fruits
Nile of milk and honey

your lips tongue throat
red sweet and wet
quench thirst
your breasts nipples belly
full heavy and ripe
sate hunger

the endless sweet stream
from the delta
of your thighs
founds and sustains

you are
the most delectable path
to wisdom

private paradise
i will not share
with anyone

(Edited 10th February 2007)


Blogger Elspeth said...

Mmmm. Lovely.

9:55 AM  
Blogger Inconsequential said...

cool :)

10:40 PM  
Blogger ish said...

Why is this "not poetry"?

12:34 AM  
Anonymous s said...

well, because i don't know how to write poetry ...

5:53 AM  
Anonymous my backyard said...

Very delicious.
I think this IS poetry.

7:20 AM  
Blogger Janie Hickok Siess, Esq. said...

You totally know how to write poetry because that is poetry. At least by my definition. And mine counts, you know. :-)

Stop by and check out my scribblings!

2:12 PM  
Anonymous Frances said...

You soooo know how to write poetry.
I like the poem and your site very much.
Take care

6:15 PM  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

of course this is poetry.

Do chk mine at:


10:36 PM  
Anonymous KG said...

This is INDEED poetry. ;)

It is wonderful when the yummy-ness in people is truly appreciated! :)

3:43 PM  

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