i n   p a r i s

(for Georges Bataille)


:  m i c h a e l   k.  g a u s e

The laughter of ignorant women
Makes this night more romantic

In Paris, where not knowing is
More beautiful than all the smiling virgins left,
Whose drawn back bodies are almost releasing

The trickle sound of my contentment.
As I sit encircled, I caress it from all sides at once.

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