Saturday, February 27, 2010

shakespeare

Where is the satisfaction?
the exporer becoming the explored.
what would it mean to have you touch me there?
to have you touch me like that?
smudging my womanhood
crucifying and digging
“don’t you ever forget this moment”
i hate to call it a haunting
but
“a rose by any other….”


that’s exactly what it is.

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