SLEEPING NAKED
by Bertus Aafjes
explain the wider thighs:
line closed only by the slender ankles
and kept within the limits of their wisdom.
Makes changing her nakedness property
And that’s when my finger to try
Flows away like silver in the basin rose.
And plunges in the high tide of the fountains;
now snoozing, sleep has touched the
yet his lap and roses swaying breast,
but one day you will be surprised by death.
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