THE LITTLE WOMAN
You came dressed in spring green
with tall crystal shoes.
A real little lady.
Mermaid from gentle seas,
blooming white rose,
butterfly with rainbow sparkles.
Stretched out, trembling with halting breaths.
Snowy peaks, your nipples two red strawberries,
your sex a volcano that burns with fire and flames.
I caress you and kiss your sugar peaks,
until the volcano erupts with honey.
You tell me to stop, it’s too much love, you’ve
had enough.
I contemplate the sweet little ivory lady,
stretched out, sweating, delirious.
She is now a real woman.
Oh Flower, you close for the night.
Mermaid, you sink into the deep sea.
Butterfly, you fly away from me.
I am left alone.
I am a burning volcanic island,
in the sea of oblivion.
Translation by:
Monique James & Belkis Possamai