@feebie 20 May 2020 more from that month

If you let me

Would you let me Come to you involuntarily As the crabs adorn The wet shore of an ocean Would you let me Crack your ribs I am the tender of your rostrum I am that comic spine Therapeutically laying layers of laugher in your mouth Would you let me Fumble with your humbleness For you whom I have bestride an ageless desires I tell you solemnly That if you let me I'll pluck the left eyes of Zuma rock For you to see the wailings of a people I'll cajole the ocean to salt your lips So the aroma of your testament will patch furrowed filament