anemones 10 Thursday Jan 2013 Posted by babylon crashing in Erotic, Poetry ≈ Comments Off on anemones Tagsanemones, bisexuality, blood-orange, figs, orgasm does it taste like myrtle? like mint? like blood- orange anemones? we can agree that we taste sweat. but jasmine? no. i’ve tried again and again to pin point the scent, the ablution of your wide ocean raw as ripe figs.