The Temptation Of My Body By The Spilled Milk On The Floor
i watch a beautiful body
sprawled on
a white carpet
floor
the floor is sturdy
in age
reddish
it looks like fire
as i gaze for long
salivating
milk lots of it spilling
seeping on the cracks of the
aged
planks of red hard wood
i salivate like a dog imagining
a set of bones
with clinging meat
glistening
under the sun
what a beautiful taste could it
be
only if i had the courage to be
a dog mad about bones
kneel on the bed
prostrate my self on the floor and
lick a milky way into my
mouth into my body which is hollow
in its bamboo-ness
like space without its planets
in loneliness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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