There is something generous
in the way your little mouth opens
tongue reaching
to receive it
you are repelled by none of them
not the big ones
or the snotty ones
the oily or the old
there is a steadiness
to your choice
your eyes show no emotion
saying simply
this is a nose
and I am going to lick it
and the effect is the same
they blush
all of them
giggling at how sloopy it feels
at the unexpected tenderness
of the embrace.