"I will
whisper it all to your ears
with
my mouth, and to the curves of your breasts and thighs
with
my hands, or with my mouth if you like
all
the secrets, all the words of the spell
all
the words of the Lord, all the words
you’ll
ever need, all the words
that
matter, all the words
in
the entire universe:
Your
name
and
mine—
you
just have to remain under my hands
you
just have to remain under my mouth
you
just have to be listening
you
just have to keep your shirt unbuttoned."
Bu kadar zamandır bu kadar güzel şiirleri, bu kadar yakınımdaki birinin yazmasına mı şaşırmalıyım, yoksa ona her yazdığı güzel dize için sarılmadığıma mı üzülmeliyim bilemedim.