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Some Enchanted Evening
Luis H. Francia
Tuesday, February 4th 2003
And the elegance of powdered fin and perfumed bivalve, There is no sign of her: Where is my dear, my darling S? Unfeeling guests stare at me
With disdain, I who rant and rave and hammer
My fists against my head, the urge to blow
This place up raging through my Neanderthal brain.
But then appears, as in a song, across
A crowded room, oh heavenly vision!
Rippling with desire, recumbent and pink she
Lies on a gleaming wet, white bed, directing
Her wordless command to moi. Eat me!
Show me the ways of your saucy love!
And there in a room full of voyeurs
We begin our affair of erotic death.
My tool revealed, I take her then and there
Wage amorous war and tear her apart
Shove my tongue mercilessly into her.
Our cries of pleasure declare we are one, yes!
As, not wisely but too well, I consummate
Our fleshy bond with—in memory of
My love, my once and future Sushi—
Spurts of hot, silvery saké.
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