Oral Intercourse

in a social intercourse
two worlds are born-
a sponge and a ladle.

somewhere there is
a horseman and his saddle.

a desert for the first time perhaps
experiences rain

a blanket feels a woman
a shower wets a man.

in this oral intercourse
we discover islands within ourselves
we too are uncharted oceans
where sailors
wait
as the lighthouse begins to blink.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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