TONGUE.

On that point we approach the obscure
In the sure and certain hope that it will
Raise erection,
Without objection.
I had to stifle the sound of a
Stiffened nipple
Before its ejection,
Until my head moved on south,
And the whole of my mouth
Came upon
A belly button,
And the hair on my chin
Found something of its kin,
And the tongue in my head
Found a hole for its bed,
With a taste quite like salt
And the warmth of a quilt.