Twenty Toes

I heard you
Say,
 if I may?
Ravishing
 from head to toes
And all points 
In-between

As if I’ve not seen
The points between
Twenty toes
To destination
Overflows
And danger 
 love?

She spun 
Of Venus
Slip of the tongue
Quick kiss
 between us
On which the moon hung
In the peril
Of pearls
A fate now 
unstrung

Between the lips
South by north
tiny pieces
Calling forth
A song was sung
Unknown discourse
On which the moon hung
With all our force

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