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PrinceMyshkin
07-06-2008, 02:03 PM
I sit here at Le Paltoquet
while you serve tables
and I drink in the pleasure
of what might have been
between us, drink it in
as deep as if it had actually happened
or was happening now,
right now!

Your tiny kewpie-doll mouth
offered for the first time to my tongue,
your body as small
as the number of your years,
small and yet somehow
intelligent. My hands tremble a little
as they explore the geography of you,
try to take in the reality of you,
of you, here, in front of me,
and we are about to

...no, not make love
but invent what it is to make love!

Ann-Marie! The words we will say
are somehow less important
than those there will be no need to say.

No need for me to ask:
“Have you made love before?
Have you been in love before,
deeply, deeply in love
or have you been waiting for it all this time?”

No need for you to ask
“But why do you want me?” or
“In what way, for how long?”

No need for either of us to say
Good-bye!



Jerry Newman © 05Jul08

Sweets America
07-06-2008, 02:52 PM
Oh, I had already seen half of this one! I like the fantasy of it, the "no need for either of us to say goodbye"...

goldenrod
07-06-2008, 03:49 PM
I was reading and enjoying your poem, when I came to:"Your tiny kewpie-doll mouth" and it threw me onto a entirely different line of thought.
I had used almost the same words (but in another context altogether) a couple of weeks ago in a short poem. Will have to shake my mind free of debris and re-read your offering!


goldenrod.