A connivance, a consent are settled between my mouth and his dickSill invisible is his blue shorts,O
A connivance, a consent are settled between my mouth and his dickSill invisible is his blue shorts,Of his eighteen- years- old, fishermanRound him time, air, landscape become waveringLain down on the sand, what I could perceiveBetween the two,wide apart branches of his bare legs trembeledThe sand kept the mark of his feet’but kept also the mark of his too heavy basketOf a sex stirred by the heat and the trouble of the eveningEach crystal shoneWhat’s your name?And Yours?After that night, the thief, tenderly loves the boyMischievous,light,Whimsical and sturdyWhose body makes you quiver, when he draws near.From Le Pecheur Du SuketBy Jean Genet -- source link
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