My Knee Song
by Joanne Marisa Leow
"Being kissed on the back
of the knee is a moth
at the windowscreen" --- Anne Sexton
Being kissed on the back
of the knee is even more
than what Ms Sexton
must have revelated.
It is the delicate
all at once tentative and
passionate throes of
honey flowing down your leg.
It is the lap
of a gently warm
almost overwhelming ocean.
The tenderest and most profound
gesture of desire.
And yes,
it ultimately resembles
the beat of wings
(angelic perhaps?)
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