glory is to suddenly
hands drunk with
sunlight mingle
moted through
errant beams of
almost spring light
(the steering wheel tears laughing and enormously
into
the infinitely splayed
thighs of flower
a Pale hand waits
to ***** the flourishing stem
and drink through
near darkness
the excellent body of Spring,
'
,
'
,
.) Chaste–
doe ears leaf cotton
the twill of starlight
rough kissing between
forced lips of stiff youth:
i
rid
iculous
ly that a
m of freck
led shoulde
rs lead through
by the parting
of naked health
bright forests of
dark trees
whose black
wood hides in
who the always
sinking cur of
dumbest youth) let me speak and i will tell you a day:
