the baedeker of umbered infinicisms
1.
lo, what have we here,
a venus in my fly trap?
your tongue in my palm,
with passions feeding
upon the flames and
unspoken truths
in my tender hand…
2.
how carnal this cathedral;
a chocolaterium for the gods,
a soft universe trapped
in edible umber.
3.
via kiss weakness rushes
into knees and a talisman
awakens in want, needing
to make you its temple;
an unadulterated altar
of our quiet collusion.
4.
our conjoined cadences
are everything wished for;
to act shy salts the tongue –
a perfect waste of private
cosmos. to not be desperate
blocks the blessing… you
kiss me and i fall / unafraid,
into infinities unnumbered, into
flesh spiked wet, dark with desire.
we fall / unafraid because
the dawn always catches and
the empyreal is always waiting.
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This is just lovely.
a heavenly catch
of passionate proportions
like bringing in the red fish
of the cosmos
I only had to look up two words on this one and I get this one. Well, being old, I don’t “get” this one, but I get this one. My favorite word in this poem? Talisman
Deliciously dark and sensual piece, sir.
So many sounds dancing on the tongue. So many gorgeous images and turns of phrase.
It takes a special kind of “sensual” poem to really get me; it’s such a fine line between just tasteless and expected eroticism and delectible mysticism. This piece travels that border between the two perfectly!
thanks, the trick was to always write smut in such a way that mama wouldnt smack the sh*t outta me and that future mates could all assume these words were written just for them….
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Achievement unlocked!
I think you’re good on both counts.
Ha! I feel that.
Astounding. Great read!
Yowser! This piece is super hot in a sneaky intellectual way. I can’t decide if I need a cold shower or a dictionary. Well done.
Swooning!
Sensual indeed.