Orifices

Islands and Orifices

Samuel-Kasirer Smibert,

2015

Eyes
that peer through me, disarmingly

Ears
that hear my every word, knowingly

Lips
that seek out mine, or so I hope

And other orifices
that out of politeness I will not evoke

But that bring a rush to my senses
and make me want to lie down with you.

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