How to love a woman, so that it gets all over your clothes

[bobthemonkee.livejournal.com]

This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapour,
All falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth,
And what was expected of heaven or feared of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it,
The response likewise ungovernable,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb,
Love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous,
Quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-fleshed day.
-I Sing The Body Electric, Walt Whitman

Comments

[ian-gazarek.livejournal.com]

Jesus Christ that's filthy.

[onekell.livejournal.com]

Wow, this adds a new dimension to Walt Whitman.