<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455110" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her legs are like earrings…</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her legs are like earrings, I've never worn.<br>There something to be dangled, <br>Before the electrical storm, <br>Like a fig-vine she snakes through my mind.<br>Clad in jingling charms these veils fall… <br>Shedding her skin of fear<br>Shedding her gilt, she burns to the core.<br>All scales removed; she wriggles, <br>Curled like a frond, moist in every pore.<br>The jugnle has abducted her senses…<br>A great winding river enters her falls…<br>Her kisses like big sticky date's tremble.<br>As she slivers aside, dawns dewy-wet morn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mark+Heathcote">Mark Heathcote</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455110" data-title="Her legs are like earrings… de Mark Heathcote" data-description="Her legs are like earrings, I've never worn. There something to be dangled, Before the electrical storm, Like a fig-vine she snakes through my mind. Clad in jingling charms these veils fall… Shedding her skin of fear Shedding her gilt, she bu..."></div> </div> </div>

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