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Thursday, January 30, 2014

Seducing the Swan


























It's easier than you might think,
to catch the affection of a god.
Bathe slowly, paying attention to detail,
every drop -- how
the streams run from nape to nipple. The contour of a knee
pulls them in every time.
It is this easy.
But after a coy year
I left
a trail of pears, whole and some
slightly nibbled until, under the gateway,
we met.
I took flight,
landing
in a bed
of white
down.


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