Manifesto For The Chaste Wanton Poem by Mohja Kahf

Manifesto For The Chaste Wanton



She will be your wild mare
at night, but in the day
she'll blush if you glimpse a nipple
through her blouse & look away

In private she'll pounce, a panther,
to tear you flank from thigh
but outside, one rough word
from you & her passion will die

There's no feral depravity
you'd not drive her to in bed
Come morning, she'll hide in your chest
like a child, from all she did

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Mohja Kahf

Mohja Kahf

Syrian - American
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