Feel of a Woman's Tongue

The lusciousness, pure lusciousness of being embodied, so native

to women. I think that’s what men find most attractive.

And why shouldn’t they, feeling a woman’s tongue-- the texture

indescribably smooth, form dissolving into liquid azure-aze.

I think it’s the best kept secret, the feel of a woman’s tongue.

Men are always talking about--

You know--

But they never talk about the feel of a woman’s tongue. I think

they just don’t want us in on the secret. You probably wonder

how I know this--

Well, I’m not telling.

Such a meditation in lusciousness

breakfast in late September

sitting in the canopy of a fig tree

ooze of ripe fruit drenching my lips

Who can resist the feel of a woman’s tongue?

Feel of a Woman's Tongue

What can you give that can never be taken?

Last night I found her amidst muffled cries

I will hold her thin bones against my ample flesh till the quivering

subsides

How will you hold the rare and perilous given you?

Dawn begins in the bones.

from Querencia

by Risa Kaparo

FEEL OF A WOMAN’S TONGUE

Poetry by Risa Kaparo

Music by Richard Fammerée

Spoken Word Risa Kaparo

Drums Vinni Colaiuta

Bass Larry Klein

Percussion Alex Acuna

Piano Bob Long

David Ricketts

Fugal Horn Jeff Hedberg

Acoustic Guitar Richard Fammerée

Electric Guitar Peter Woods