“Tie.” <br />she queries <br /> <br />“Tie.” <br />I <br />affirm. <br /> <br />“In Chinese <br />...lĭ ngdài.” <br /> <br />I cast the lĭ ngdài <br />aside. <br /> <br />I stroke her <br />thigh softly. <br /> <br />“Thigh! ” <br />I sigh. <br /> <br />“Dàtuĭ ! ” <br />she smiles <br /> <br />“Wo tànqì! ” <br />I sigh. <br /> <br />We both act out our sighing. <br /> <br />“Wo tànqì! ” <br />we sigh together. <br /> <br />“Wo tànqì.. gĕ i nĭ de dàtuĭ ! ” <br />(“I sigh for...your thighs! ”) <br /> <br />She laughs. <br /> <br />“Tàitai! ” <br />(“Wife? ”) <br /> <br />“Tàitai! ” <br />(“Wife! ”)<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fit-to-be-tied/
