October 26, 2011

chemistry



...

because
he cant right now
with his tongue
so his words
carve
red flittering hearts
into the pale of my skin
my body is flowing
in his beads of desire
like tiny stones thrown
in pure still water
cascading
tumbling along my spine
in rippling whispers
and i will remain here
untraveling
til his Love grows strong
in faith
forming hungry fingers
so he can explode me
into
every

p
i
e
c
e

of
him

...

3 comments:

  1. whew now that is come kind of explosion...smiles...words carving since the tongue cant...smiles.

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  2. What an awesome poem to awaken the senses... Well written.

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  3. love this, a divine and creative piece.

    smiles.

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