the mind lingers
on these sordid images:
fingers, legs, lips
intertwined,
the heaving closeness
of hungry bodies
let the eyes bleed
and smudge
these vile flashes
of honest hallucinations
the tongue can go
the silent way
(once again)
biting back moans of
pregnant fear.
Remya Sasindran
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daydream-3/
