FeastA Poem by Maryam MottahedehFeast My grin awoke this morning Tossing my straight arrow Right to the back seat of intentions
As a lizard to the sun Cravings pant to bask in your passions heat In this I burnt many a times
In this pulse, taste buds crave Selective rose colored memories Against the bottomless floor And the sinking of your growling beast Into my bellies secret Where a thousand stars and oceans meet
Against your body’s hard wall Penetrating into mine Until my eyes burst out my soul Into your mouth Where we can eat each other’s delight
In this feast, let’s remember Thank you and please So that we may not Become cannibalists and forget who we are © 2012 Maryam Mottahedeh |
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Added on December 6, 2012 Last Updated on December 6, 2012 Author
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