Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Love Poem
This time, darling,
let's go all the
way.
None of this
hem-hawing
and messing about,
no clumsy shuffling
with our clothes
still on.
Let's tear off
our garb,
every stitch and ribbon,
stand there
and stare
at each other
raw naked,
then fall into
a tumbled heap
together,
ready to make love
all night,
forgetting all the rules
and boundaries,
or even whose limbs
are whose.
copyright, Dorothy Walters
let's go all the
way.
None of this
hem-hawing
and messing about,
no clumsy shuffling
with our clothes
still on.
Let's tear off
our garb,
every stitch and ribbon,
stand there
and stare
at each other
raw naked,
then fall into
a tumbled heap
together,
ready to make love
all night,
forgetting all the rules
and boundaries,
or even whose limbs
are whose.
copyright, Dorothy Walters
