Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Flirt

J'adore flirté avec toi.  Te donné un bec, glissé ta main dans la mienne...

Le mot marche aussi bien en francais qu'on anglais...


Flirtation
 
After all, there’s no need
to say anything

at first. An orange, peeled
and quartered, flares

like a tulip on a wedgewood plate
Anything can happen.

Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs

and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart

is humming a tune
I haven’t heard in years!

Quiet’s cool flesh—
let’s sniff and eat it.

There are ways
to make of the moment

a topiary
so the pleasure’s in

walking through.

Rita Dove

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