top of page

From ‘French Kiss’, a collection of recent poems

New Pet If there is no barking Sleep well in my arms When the hairs aren’t so much Feel mine growing in your touch I won’t only lick you I will say how it tastes I will not only sit by you We will have conversations about positions Yours, and mine So, tell me, though there is no collar on my neck Am I not your new pet?

2 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Commenti

Valutazione 0 stelle su 5.
Non ci sono ancora valutazioni

Aggiungi una valutazione
bottom of page