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154 West 27th Street1096 viewsNaked, you are simple as one of your hands,
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
You have moon lines, apple pathways:
Naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked, you are blue as the night in Cuba;
You have vines and stars in your hair;
Naked, you are spacious and yellow
As summer in a golden church.

Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails,
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world,

as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again.



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154 West 27th Street885 viewsNaked, you are simple as one of your hands,
Smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
You have moon lines, apple pathways:
Naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked, you are blue as the night in Cuba;
You have vines and stars in your hair;
Naked, you are spacious and yellow
As summer in a golden church.

Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails,
Curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
And you withdraw to the underground world,

as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
Your clear light dims, gets dressed, drops its leaves,
And becomes a naked hand again.



copyright 1968 - 2014 all rights reserved
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60s Fashion385 viewsDiane Burden in New York
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A Lovely Tranquility1224 views"I have named you queen.
There are taller ones than you, taller.
There are purer ones than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.

But you are the queen.

When you go through the streets
no one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
at the carpet of red gold
that you tread as you pass,
the nonexistent carpet.

And when you appear all the rivers sound
in my body, bells
shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world.

Only you and I,
only you and I, my love,
listen to it."



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all rights reserved
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My Love Comes To Me525 viewsnight in the 5th arondissement, Paris.
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Dreams By Day272 viewsAt the beach
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Girl In A Bubble343 viewsIn a bubble gently floating above the green tree
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I Dream of You and Only You!303 viewsIn the boudoir
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Oasis339 viewsWhile lost in the desert, I dreamed of the oasis......
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Diane Burden for Abracadabra New York1087 viewsYou are like chocolate

you melt in my mouth

of course your kisses are delicious

food for my brain

running down the street

looking for you

as you grow inside me


your penetrating eyes do not waver

they saunter to and fro

surrounding and enveloping me


your tongue is so expressive

your hand brushes against me


again your eyes comfort me

your so slightly parting lips inhale approval of me

what now?




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