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Pastimes : La Galleria
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To: X Y Zebra who wrote (172)7/10/2002 11:17:00 PM
From: 2MAR$  Read Replies (3) of 268
 
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...That the old janitor on his deathbed
Who demands to see the breasts of his wife
For the one last time
Is the greatest poet who ever lived.

O my sweet, my wistful bagpipes.
Look, everyone is asleep on the earth.
Now, in the absolute immobility
Of time, drawing the waist
Of the one I love to mine,

I will tip each breast
Like a dark heavy grape
Into the hive
Of my drowsy mouth.



rjgeib.com
I am the poet of the Body and the poet of the Soul.
The pleasures of heaven are with me and pains of hell are with me.
The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.

I am the poet of the woman the same as the man,
And I say it is as great to be a woman as to be a man,
And I say there is nothing greater
than the mother
of men.


Walt Whitman

Song of Myself

** I know these soft glowing feminine orbs & golden
peaches of the sun
so cheer you up !

;-)
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