Sunday, July 22, 2012

The lamp glows


The lamp glows, a sweaty plugged-in candle.
Dripping breeze
Love is a hard flower.
Your body runs like a big bed.



Kiss, rain, and mist
Stormy berries, moist clouds
Dew, dew, and kiss.
Fingers find new explorations
Familiar touch warms like summer rain.


poem 3


The lamp glows, a sweaty plugged-in candle
Musky scents and arms surround you
Calm, strong hands find a calm, soft rain .
Your mouth roughly bites the mattress.


Kiss, pride, and glow
Fall, faith, and love.
Sweat, musk and exhalation
The drenched face falls against the chest