Penelope's Mouth
A Volcano of Love
Penelope's mouth can lick all my world
Especially when her love becomes whorled
Around my predisposition to love
Her and nobody else she could think of
Even when she is inclined to attempt
Out of her innermost motive to tempt
Me with her tongue and her love-biting lips
Ready to inflict more leading teeth slips
However unconscious they may appear
In a whirlwind of views of front and rear
O Penelope, my new muse within
As without, where I can touch your soft skin
Thinking of the paths toward your castles
Where I project to make all my travels
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Dedicated to Penelope Israel.
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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