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what of the green?
Lon Kaner
What of the green in your eyes makes me stare
A bashful rouge to flush your cheeks
 the gentle slope of your nose
falling into a welcoming mouth
lined with love and life
spaced by the warmth of your moist breath
saturated adoration
mirrors my ambitions of
transferring syllable saliva moans
to the breeze of Barry White melodies
Charmed
Enchanted
Bewitched
within walls of fluorescent black light
star speckles beside ghost glitter
rolling in a wave of comforter blankets
flannel sheet frenzied tidal pools
illuminated disfigured starfish
crushed beneath our rolling pin desires
Clutched
Grasped
Embraced
embrace me
my love
while I dive into the green of your eyes |
