you…

by loneliness

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-04-06 00:21:00

coy, hiding in my shoulder, as your face, soft spoken, enters the pores of my skin, easing into the space, with vanilla scents, touching the fragile parts of me, ones kept secret, the way your hands, roll down the river in my back, swirling pools of sensation, speaking on a cellular basis, that awakens within me, an instinct, my flesh naked and bare, exposed to your breath, to your mouth, to your eyes, that swallow me, while i taste the saltiness of you, arms encompassin one another, slowly, descendin into my inhalations, tip toeing into my dreams, that’re made of lips, buttery brown encounters, fingertips, sound, brass and wind instruments, styled with flapper beads, that are collodial in the atmosphere we breath, round spheres, dancing in light and noise around our entertwined bodies, slow, bursting with contact, to rupture the moment with heat, delicate heat radiated from within our chests, erupting from between our teeth, the sheets, walkin around the bed, off white comfort, creepin up my spine, over my arm, under my body, raisin me up to your slippery tongue, holding conversations with my belly button, winkin back, caught in the moment, of embrace…