*Time forgets progression
Every time you move and dress,
And cover yourself with silk, satin, lace,
With hooks and garters,
With garments and clothing
Starting from small, tight and light
To large and loose,
And soft and cottony,
That I can almost feel everything
In my mouth, my tongue, yet
You are all too smooth to me,
Elegant, sophisticated, a walking flame,
That there's almost nothing there to touch
All red, white, all pink, all bloom,
No flower nor petal,
All root, all stem, all fruit,
All pollens and butterflies, and juice,
All juice, all round, all curved,
All bare, all time.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
*Time forgets progression
Every time you move and dress,
And cover yourself with silk, satin, lace,
With hooks and garters,
With garments and clothing
Starting from small, tight and light
To large and loose,
And soft and cottony,
That I can almost feel everything
In my mouth, my tongue, yet
You are all too smooth to me,
Elegant, sophisticated, a walking flame,
That there's almost nothing there to touch
All red, white, all pink, all bloom,
No flower nor petal,
All root, all stem, all fruit,
All pollens and butterflies, and juice,
All juice, all round, all curved,
All bare, all time.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
