Tell me how to love you upside down
Without falling head over heels with
Irrigation?
Postcoital coos will show evidence
Of emancipation
And with aggression you will
Feel my expression
Tell me how to leap every note of your flesh
And to have your pores weep a composition?
Numbers don't lie
My inflation is not from lack of deficit
For the record I will dissolve my emotions with fire
And blow ashes to your lungs
Upside down I can love you with sunny side glows
Flamboyantly surf rum to your lips
My calypso string
Is plump with desire
©2006 by Cathy Delaleu

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