An Erotic Poem
Do tell me!
When he is out on a
night--
Dead doctor!
I will leave in twilight
And reach there
Your window
In late night.
We will hurried and
scared kiss--
Deep and long kisses
In damp moonlight
Of the early spring.
Then as an ancient
Arabian robber
blackamoore
I will run holding
hard to my chest
Your body of gold
Stumbling with the
stones
Climbing the fences
Jumping over the
thorns and shrubs
To the remote
country
By the dense forest.
And as an ape-man
had picked a
western woman
visitor
In Gulmarg
And held her as his
woman for some six
months
We will sex whole
days in the den
And in the nights
Outside
In the bushy pasture.
I will pull your brown
curly hair doggy
And slap your thick
thighs
And, you will moan in
gratification loud and
aloud
As a witch in a wild
place practicing craft
Or a whale in sea at
mating-time.
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