The wind pushed the curtains. Dust swirled in the morning light. She snored, lightly. It sounded sweet. Endearing.My head hurt. Clobbered my brain into submission. Sticky eyelids fighting to open and close. _“Make up your mind, mind. Is this day about to...
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I’m having trouble reading you sometimes.First, you lapped me up like a stray dog in heat, but not quite. On nights when we drank together, nothing much else seemed to matter but the moment, until the sun showed us we...
Sweet peach, nectar floods Rough hands, soft to touchSoil me now, budding flowerDelve deep, deeper still Push down, push harderOne trail, across my chinA fountain lavish, from withinMouths to open, holes to fill Loud sky, thick air Dip slow, stir fasterEat life,...
As I thirstily lickThe sweat of your backYour quiverEnds in a gripWho constricts who My solid responseInside you, pulsatingI grab a firm holdOf your hipsMe within you In our drunken fervorUnable to speakA murmurEscaping your lipsA sigh bleeding through Entwining our bodiesChurning togetherMelting...
The Sweet Aftertaste
"A poem about what she evoked in me."
My tongue is searchingSoftlyConfused by your fingersSalty Your eyes have a voiceClearly, brightYour hands wander slowlyWake me You want to see meI show youYour gaze becomes blackA satin pool, drawing me in Your tentative strokeReleases I am a red cauldron of fireMagma for your...