- Erotic Poetry
- speed kills
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objects in the rear view
may be closer than they seem
like dangerous lines
leading daring eyes
down a sharp G string
that wheel skidding feeling
and downy down I fall again
wordspell whirl and whorl
sweet tea to my tempted tongue
syllabant sybarite seeks same
open verse opened and up ended
scilicet curves heady bedroom smells
a warm place for my head to rest
nest nestled in your hanging breath
you lead I follow your descending spine
a woman’s words on words on words
like thick tricky trees grown together
roots and limbs entwine
from up upon the rooftops
beyond the back door doors
open words open invatiations
yours to mine to yours
coming for to carry me
beyond the furry borders
of your tight cropped frame
and here and there is room
for this and this moment
that I place here
under lace carefully
from where I am
I can’t smell your smells
or feel what feelings you have
nor can I meet your eye
but I imagine what might be there
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 18 years ago"comin for to carry me"
I love the use of familiar language-- gives this already lyrical, rhymic piece even more of a auditory component. I am not making sense. This would be very cool to hear-- from a spoken word artist. And the inclusion of the song line gave me the image of you reading this out loud and breaking out in song like they often will do.
pshew.
words not working
~as
