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 |    Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
I have been remiss.  ( I get involved with other aspects of my life when traveling, even have difficulty keeping up my journal... which I mostly did this time... I have over 7,000 photos of Taiwan to go through and I'm slowly posting them at facebook. So, a poem... ...an erotic vegetable poem... [still untitled] (I need suggestions. The only title I have is 'New Year's day potato" Beyond flaws of thin golden skin that sloughs away from eager fingers still deeper wounds that make you YOU. I move my lips around them as teeth grip willing flesh and suck into my mouth the luck of having met you. With eyes that cannot see my longing, without ears to hear my grateful sighs, no nose to smell the melting pats of butter that ease your starches down my throat, know that you have quenched my needs and fed my deepest hope. Replete, I beg to you, call out my name! ... as if you could without a voice... "O Recipient of My Inner Essence: Enjoy this night's gold-skinned delight." © Kåre Enga [176.1] (21.march.2019) 100,582 |
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