#9
The Land Knows
A short poem about the places we have sex in ...
Even if no one else knows
But the two of you
The land knows
Even if no one else hears
Your cries of joy
The land hears
Even if no one else remembers
Even if you yourselves try to forget
The land will not forget
Even if you wipe yourselves clean
Wipe your bodies dry
The land will still be wet
But the two of you
The land knows
Even if no one else hears
Your cries of joy
The land hears
Even if no one else remembers
Even if you yourselves try to forget
The land will not forget
Even if you wipe yourselves clean
Wipe your bodies dry
The land will still be wet