Will I See It Tonight

Will I see it tonight; I mean your pussy’s might,

As it glistens and slowly opens like a book,

Which had touched many minds, stooped towards the moonlight,

Widening to a loving smile and a tongue’s hook?

You can keep your glasses on when you spread your lips

To seal a kiss that will linger until I die

In my chest, as my brain begins to understand

You are without a doubt the woman in my scripts,

The love of my life in every nostalgic sky,

The reason I want a curbing pineal gland.

O baby! In this moonlight you look like the Sun,

With your hair, wherever it shines, pulling me forth

Towards your pussy’s horizon where lust is spun

And my love for you is heading tacitly north.

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Dedicated to Penelope Israel.