an Ode to the neck

A poem I did long ago. I'm bringing poems that I posted on my Multiply site here.

the little piece of flesh and bone
that connects the throne room
of the mind to the rest
of the kingdom

is a little passageway
to paradise.

the little piece of flesh and bone
shows a little bit of innocence
and seduction
to every man

who dares to touch
and kiss it.

the little piece of flesh and bone
wears nothing but a choker,
or a little chain with a hanging rock.

but this little piece of
flesh
and bone
and lust
and innocence
and wonder

can tantalize hercules,
can find achilles' heel,
can blind samson,
can bring down my tiny heart
into a little pulp.

as this tiny piece of flesh and bone

is touched
and kissed
by another man's lips.

is facing away
from me
leaving me broken and rejected.

Reviews

kisses on the neck are everything.
bittersweet.

and everyone's envy.