I must seem so strange

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

2 free verse

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velvet luxury your taste
a beautiful disaster
twisted metal and broken glass
inviting enticing
adrenaline then endorphins
pumping pulsing
hold on
hands roaming fingers aching
jaw tense and hips winding
luscious pressure
a forgiving massacre
reaching probing
aching with hunger
devoid of anything but
your skin



Willing
Dishevelled devious rapture
Delirious dogma
Sensuous
Lethargic
words tumble like
ice
in
rum
and I am lost within this
within you
fear dripping off my tongue
you never waver
stoic
solid
somehow less like falling
more like jumping
head
first

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