Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Oh yeah!

Her voice,
rich and deep,
with a croak in it
like a frog's,

is caught in my ears
like seaweed
between
the teeth
of a mermaid,

like grass
between
the toes
of an elephant,

like a man
discovered
between
the thighs
of his lover.

Oh yeah!

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