I am very fine and exquisite
Eating clams and mussels.
I can’t stand a hair on my lips
That’s why at twelve thirty sharp
Of a passionate night
She, lying on the side of the bed
Open legs
And I, on my knees
Licking his pussy
Clam or mussel
To the point of a bite
On her clitoris or nymphs
I swallowed a hair
That I felt like a stab
In the heaven of the palate.
Worst of all was
That I saw her blood run
While i came
Feeling like a criminal
Like a murderer
Of her Pussy
Clam or mussel.
When she told me:
—Love, you have not done me wrong
What is the blood of my period
My menstrual period
I felt relieved
And I started to throw up
Well, its smell and taste
It was gross and repellent
Telling myself
Aloud:
—How could I make her my girlfriend
With the disgust that she gives me?
I left her lying on the bed
No natural orgasm
I covered her all with roses
And white petals of a carnal cocoon
Saying lovingly:
—Although this Pussy disgusts me
Clam or mussel
You are the most beautiful.
I’m going to get married with you!
In the city of Lisbon
Capital of Portugal.
Daniel de Culla is a writer, poet, painter and photographer. He’s a member of the Spanish Writers Association, Earthly Writers International Caucus, Poets of the World, (IA) International Authors, Surrealism Art, Friends of the Blake Society, and others. Daniel is the director of Gallo Tricolor Review and Robespierre Review. He participated in many festivals of poetry and theater in Madrid, Burgos, Berlin, Minden, Hannover, and Genève.
