"Apparition"
ghostly fingers trace my scalp, tangle in my hair
lips part, eyes close, chest aches
I feel you. I reach out to you. I feel you.
This has been sitting on ice for months now, waiting to be rounded out in some flash of inspiration. That doesn't seem imminent, so I'm tossing it up (heh) as is.
We'll see if I can get the formatting to hold.
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fair warning: ye whose moistened lips grow full
and part for tongue-tip flicks,
who feel red softness, plump and moist,
release hot breath, mouth dark and slick
(and welcoming)
for savors sipped
for sly tastes slipped
(in slithers, drowsy-smooth and deep)
in welcome-kiss
on breath-drawn bliss
with gasp
and sussurating hiss
...of weaving-reeds in baskets round...
a reed-weave mesh
brushed up against...
by weaving song of reed-pipe sound...
a willow-tone
brushed up against...
by weaving sway
by formless drift
of word-silk sound
as word-sounds shift
COMMENTS
This is so delicious to read aloud while listening to the soft and delicate sounds that transition along a ribbon of imagery.
I loved it bravo balisimo ;) wants more
Is it wrong to feel horny when I read this?
Impressive work, or play, whatever.
COMMENTS
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Joli
19:32 Apr 07 2011
...caught in the grip of familiarity
AuroraEve
01:34 Aug 17 2011
Wants to know more
Joli
09:38 Nov 09 2024
After waking from a nightmare, my imagination is on high alert. I actually shivered re reading this