Erica Jong - A Question Mark lyrics

There is a hinge of bone where your chin joins your cheek. I like to stroke it in the flicker of a local movie; I like to take your laborer;s hand when you are cautiously- (O proof of love!)- driving my car. You bring me gifts of food; I write you poems of blood. Your scars are vertical; mine are horizontal. You lost your spleen; I loosed a daughter on the world. Your hinge of bone tells jokes; while mine chants poems. An unlikely pair, though which pair is ever likely? When I cannot look at your face, I look at your co*k- a question mark asking the sky how can heaven be f**ed?