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My Knee Song

by Joanne Marisa Leow
"Being kissed on the back
of the knee is a moth
at the windowscreen" --- Anne Sexton

Being kissed on the back
of the knee is even more
than what Ms Sexton
must have revelated.
It is the delicate
     all at once tentative and
passionate throes of
     honey flowing down your leg.
It is the lap
     of a gently warm
          almost overwhelming ocean.

The tenderest and most profound
     gesture of desire.

And yes,
it ultimately resembles
the beat of wings
(angelic perhaps?)

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