Poem Hunter
Labor's Fruits (Drinking It All In)
(11/26/1971 / New York)

Labor's Fruits (Drinking It All In)

You pause...
just breathing my sensuality
patience balances on edge
finally touch
body tenses, borderline convulsive
teasing, soft tormenting
a ball of fire starts from your tongue
moving through every vein
extinguished by a burst of liquid desire

You pause...
Drinking in the fruits of your labor

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