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The Phenomenal Men
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Your
Body
I memorize
you walking as if to music your dress lies
Against the cheeks and hollows of your thighs like running water
Your breasts nod yes to each step
The dress
censors not a syllable of you
Articulate eyes wind from your breasts and belly signal from your
throat
Beckon from your knees your waist your mobile shoulders
Yes your body makes eyes at me from every salient
Promises warm lavish promises
Curved
colored finished in warm velvet like baby rabbits
Were I Pygmalion or God
I would make you exactly as you are in all dimensions
From your warm hair to your intimate toes would you be
Wholly in your own image I would change nothing add or take away
The same
full red flower would model for your mouth
And from the same seashores would I bring the small
Translucent earshapes of your ears
Oh the lovely throat that I could Duplicate the tender
Arms I would shape your breasts the shape of the
Hungry little faces they are now
And tip them with the same quick mouths
I could
not make your eyes deeper then they are
Nor softer to look into Nor could I turn
Your hips your thighs your loins in a sweeter curve
How would I name you need you ask
You know by the scarlet and the blue you wear
When love is upon you
By the yellow tongues by the warm white fragrance
By the slender leaves
Why am
I looking at you like this
Only because I want to remember this all this
The musty glasses and the checkered tablecloth
Cigarette butts burnt matches spilled beer
And crumpled napkins the juke box
And the way the fingered piano eggs the
Dancers on to exaggerate their coupling gestures
The recorded
orgasm of the saxophone
Hey bartender isn't it about time we had one on the house
Darling
oh I want to remember you always
Everywhere in a tavern or in church asleep
Or taking bath I must not ever forget
The look in your eyes when you had
Drunk and wanted to hurry home
And be loved to Sleep
From the diary of Walter Benton
