DK (1951 / UK)

The Sensual Fig

Delicately exploring the concupiscent fig
Teasing each fold with tipped tongue
And delighting on the secrets hidden at its heart
While the fig juice flows moist upon the lips
Yielding up its sweetness slow
As if each fig were still the first
For tasting and for lovers.

by David Keig

Comments (1)

Dear Mr Keig, I found this poem to be very sensual and deliciously erotic. I wonder though, does the fact that adjacent to your name is an ad for a Gay dating service, have any relevance to this poem? ? Also, I note, that people who enjoy your poetry read Pablo Neruda. What do you think of his work? I love the sensitivity and humour in your poetry......congratulations! !