Salim Gold
Old Song
Oh, you are thin and lovely, elegant,
Wearing classic dresses, tight, with thin waists:
Never decline—to incline and recline
And show off your identity of snow!
I like being your intransigent lover,
Milking unanticipated fathoms
Of milk, tapping your metaphysical
Honey, your metaphorical sugar….
You are eons sexier than other
Women, and never an undecided,
Or two-sided, or blind-sided lover.
I’m a troubadour of foam, spelunking
Your surf, surging, until my own surf’s purged,
And sweat, rinsing to our bones, scours us pure.
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