Al Qabri Ramos

Geisha

In the Carnival of your arms,

open your mouth to the kiss,

Opening my legs to the secret

that you will count me with your hand,

open sex to the word

hot

Open me in cups

fiery

Lay the eyelids

On the blanket of your skin

and drink honey!

I'll feel distant from you

inside of me,

open your stored desire,

taste of you at night,

Our ardor 

of cooking time

I'm going to stitch a nonsense

chew the poem revealed

Fencing your sex

You will come to ask me in the morning

Coffee and nicotine

Whisper love

Quietly

Stretch out hey

in your embrace

and without much fuss

Curl me up again

making the brief eternally

and offer myself to carnal dialogue

From our urgent hands

dazzle me at times 

The mysteries of Beira Alta

and in your sex, I,

I dress like a geisha

and you serve me one and

Carnival again