monica on the balcony

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Monica on the balcony


When fantasy takes flesh
and slides her toe beneath the veil,
so sharp she keens the hearts and breath
of ordinary males.

Their chests wind tight and spellbound eyes
glaze dumb with mouths agape,
that toe will totally confound
the ordinary ape.

They stand in mobs and mutter,
hypnotised, thick, moron men,
lined up along the gutter
lest that toe tease past again.

With its sacred scent and whiteness,
and its nail, deep blood-drop red,
it knows no glib politeness
as it taunts the lads with bed.

But they're so dim in passion:
ordinarily they fuck it.
You need a very special man
to take that toe, and suck it.


Philip White












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