ONE POEM – Russell Streur

Posted: December 26, 2012 in Fiction, Poetry
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KAZHAKSTAN

The sun is yellow on blue silk

Aisha says.

 

The color of my lipstick is red

So are my fingernails

And my car.

 

My tongue is pink.

And match my nipples.

 

Your left breast

Whispers its name to me:

Sye Dazia: the bright and sparkling river.

 

Your right breast is keeping secrets

From both of us.

 

That melon says:

Two can play this game.

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