harem love song
species: hildegarde’s tomb bat (taphozous hildegardeae)
genus: taphozous (fourteen species)
this is a love story between my little harem and me.
it takes place in a kenyan cave by the indian sea.
there i declare abounding love. (times three.)
in sensual ceremony for the conferral
of my throat gland secretion on your apparel,
in our coastal love-cave of fossils and coral,
what expression of love could be more natural?
oh how much i adore you! (that’s you plural.)
this is a love story between my little harem and me.
it takes place in a kenyan cave by the indian sea.
our love fills the world most redolently.
i’ve a gland on my throat, near my beard, just under,
i rub my wings against it until i am covered,
and i press it on you so that no one will wonder
whether or not we belong to each other.
isn’t it romantic, my lover? (that’s lovers.)
this is a love story between my little harem and me.
it takes place in a kenyan cave by the indian sea.
no ritual conveys love more beautifully.
sometimes i think my throat gland is a cure-all.
this scent-marking is a bouquet for our nostrils,
painting with perfume a piquant air mural
declaring for all that my love is eternal.
how fervently i love you! (that’s you plural.)
this is a love story between my little harem and me.
it takes place in a kenyan cave by the indian sea.
i love you, darling (darlings), devotedly.
some show their commitment with rings on the finger.
or long soliloquies, if you’re an overthinker.
or he will find jewels and chocolates to bring her,
and dine her with steaks, and wine her with liquor,
but i prefer signature scents that will linger.
this is a love story between my little harem and me.
it takes place in a kenyan cave by the indian sea.
i love you my only paramour! (times three.)
