Kiss Me. I'm Irish...

What is an Irishman but a nigger turned inside out? - from "The Proposition" and all the places it's been mentioned beforehand.




Peck me on my right cheek
Somewhere between my fiery freckles
And the patches dark as the Atlantic


Wet my lips with your tongue
Once over my skinny upper lip
Twice over my protruding bottom


Nuzzle my nose like a fellow dog
But be careful because the front juts
Though the sides are broad and bulbous


Run your fingers through my hair
Red like potato skins never peeled
Nappy like cotton just freshly plucked


Whisper bittersweetness in my ear
Tease me with what now means nothing
Tell me that which still means everything