How should I tell you?
I thought this one through
more than I'm proud of
until it became this strange.
If I could have anything
in my mouth, it would be
any part of you that would fit.
I thought of saying nipple,
but that has to be too easy,
or a fetal symbol.
Do you wonder why
I ask this kind of thing?
I thought maybe it would help
me decipher your flavor,
and I thought it through
over every inch of you
until all I could choose
was any part of you.
That would fit.
I chose not to rhyme here,
that would be too easy,
or at worst inappropriate.
I thought maybe
I should tell you
how welcome you are
to moisten in my mouth,
but I can't imagine
you would appreciate
such a strange gesture
from the lips of a lecher.
YOU ARE READING
Thresheld
PoetryMy life is a series of thresholds that I overcome through poetry. Love, loss, pain, regret, humor, irony, word play, and even sarcasm are as much apart of my life as they are central to my poems here. I am Thresheld. UPDATE: It's been quite a few ye...
