snake

                                                                                 I

                                                                        would

                                                                    rather

                                                               be

                                                            snake

                                                          coil

                                                          ing

                                                           stealth

                                                             ily ar

                                                                ound

                                                                  the col

                                                                    umn of

                                                                    your

                                                                   leg clim

                                                                  bing

                                                                slyly

                                                              higher

                                                          clasping

                                                    your

                                                calf

                                            nudging

                                         your

                                     knee

                                  navig

                                 ating

                                  clock

                                    wise

                                       your

                                           lower

                                             thigh

                                                searc

                                                  hing

                                                  higher

                                                 the plains

                                               below your

                                              buttocks

                                               until my

                                                 forked

                                                   tongue

                                                        flicks

                                                          out

                                                           and

                                                         tas tes 

                                                         yo     ur     

                                                          tang   on     

                                                          the      air

Fig

The fig you offer

is not yet quite ripe - 

another day or two

of autumn sun

should set it right

and then

when subtle sugar

has softened the silken skin

I will
with two full thumbs

plunge down into its depths

pull the fleshy fruit apart

reveal the slippery purple mouth

within

I'll place my lips upon the luscious life

and with my delving tongue

tease trembling earthy juices

from the dark sweet meat

feel them bathe my throat

and slip softly silently

into the soul of me

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