INFATUATION
by: Lee Timberlake
- N bat black night,
- When stars slide low
- And look;
- Your wet red mouth,
- A suckling rose,
- Seeks mine
- And draws,
- Retreats,
- Provokes,
- Then melts my soul
- And moulds it yours.
"infatuation" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown
Publishers, 1921. |
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