Ah one of many exotic female cities <br />swelling hip in possession of a fountain while awaiting <br /> <br /> unfamiliar culture her peckish tip of the tongue in the corner of her mouth <br /> <br /> smile meeting smile in the doorway of the song <br /> <br /> was the heart of the city a haven? <br />female time is getting on what lovers thought they could catch <br />they wanted to stop it with a long arm touch the evasive shoulder with feeling <br />peel off asking Time to come <br /> <br /> oh my drunk mouth is left wide open by her <br />on the street my tongue out <br /> <br />her warming life-giving essence so gentle <br /> <br /> a playful desire as my mind is inseminated by darkness <br /> <br />a big planet dragged by a cloven hoof to quench her thirst <br />nightly guarding the door of perception in the difficult centre of desire<br /><br />Mikael Ejdemyr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/centre-of-desire-a-bartender-s-good-night-part-5/
