0028 Emily Dickinson Considers Her Breasts

White silk gown – Sunday silk – yet daily donned – tight-cuffed – cool hands – folded - warm lap - milk-white - under orange vest – and - bearing – or to bear? – two Legacies - from You, Sire – this simple pair accompanying me - twin-mirrored – two poems yet to be read – two words yet to be said – to stimulate – a man - circumferencing – unwritten future – to know – perhaps - which? - kiss of need? as kid of goat – little lips - innocent of teeth - tugged as pulled red berry? Cherries fit such little mouths. Or - kiss of love? milk-white skin brushed first – moustache – then body’s delirious shudder – ecstatic contract! two red berries – red-plucked – this first? Will there be a morning - mooring – you as sunrise - after wild and feathered night, bondage as play - so sweet? Or – are these berries – to grow parched? A rose - cease to bloom - before the flower taken - autumn berries - heavy-hanging – dropping – unmilked – unmouthed - love put away - put in a drawer, hiding brave face in hand? I thus eventual – be – awaiting further chance of eternity? You cannot put a fire out – you love me – you are sure - but – which is it, sir?