The Paddock Review

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A Poem by Ed Gold

LOVESHIP

 

That eye-bite you flashed me,

was it an amoret or a blench?

Are you my half-marrow,

or are you just foading me?

 

I am mally of your fernticles and murfles.

I swingle in the crisples of your hair.

I linger at your heart-spoon, 

the soft curve of your nuddle.

 

Let’s shab out to the sky parlor

under the dream hole

and smick together and snoozle

and quaggle all over like jelly.

 

Don’t be carked: 

there will be no afterclap.

I am no mere belly-friend or franion,

no wowf performing murlimews.

 

We are side by side 

in the kissing crust,

and it smells like

cloves and oranges.

 …..

 This is the title poem from the chapbook Loveship by Ed Gold and can be found at https://www.finishinglinepress.com/product/loveship-by-ed-gold/


Ed is a graduate of the Johns Hopkins University Writing Seminars and taught for many years at the University of Maryland. He has two chapbooks, Sundown and Owl, and poems in the Ekphrastic Review, Petigru Review, New Verse News, Think, New York Quarterly, Kakalak, and many others. For the South Carolina Poetry Society, Ed runs the Skylark poetry contest for SC high school poets. He lives in Charleston, South Carolina, with his wife Amy and their dog Edie.