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Monday, 19 January 2009

Sex:


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You know I know
when silent but staring upon each other
its that look you give
like utter flames
of extreme craven wanton
and I see you see it so
sitting watching you
I notice the many things
you have your traits
its the way you tip your head
too one side so
how you bite on that lower lip
as if in eager anticipation
feeling the moment
when alone how it will be
as I come to you
and caress your body so
and you know I know
how you smile and feed
on me and my body so
with those big bright beautiful eyes
wanting needing me
mentally undressing me
just as much as I'm wanting you
that lingering pause of words
silence only ever broken
by our wild and beating hearts
I feel your wanton desire
your body heat
even from here
and I know how much
just the same as me
you long for that mom
ent
when hands touch naked flesh
when two bodies
combine even collide to make but
one
I know your thoughts like you know mine
as you smile and laugh
at my words so
and yet all the while
wanting more and more
just as much as me
and sure you know how
my mind does but race
with a thousand thoughts
of you of me of us
concluding that you
an your body
just like mine
is surely on fire
with the knowing
that our sex
your sex
and my sex
will only ever feed the fires so
as on and on they rage
through blackened nites
lit by the pyres
of a chemical romance
lingering soft touches
passioned longing kissing
wondering soft subtle fingers
upon bare naked flesh
watching as your eyes say take me
lay me down
feel my body heat
lay yourself with me
touch me
as your body courses
with a million trillion sparks
this is but our need
our want to be
anywhere any place
just as long
we are alone
in this moment so
x

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You notice far too much, do you know that ? but you have put it into words beautifully as always. This piece is amazing. A lot like you. Lainey

Melech said...

This particular piece evoked many past memories. Some good, some painful .... but then, that is what poetry is supposed to do. Poetry IS ambiguity.
Very well done, my friend.

Regards,
Melech