Being kissed on the back <br />of the knee is a moth <br />at the windowscreen and <br />yes my darling a dot <br />on the fathometer is <br />tinkerbelle with her cough <br />and twice I will give up my <br />honor and stars will stick <br />like tacks in the night <br />yes oh yes yes yes two <br />little snails at the back <br />of the knee building bon- <br />fires something like eye- <br />lashes something two zippos <br />striking yes yes yes small <br />and me maker.<br /><br />Anne Sexton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/knee-song/
