the velvet knife
of your tongue
cut my skin
into a thousand
streamers of want
I feathered against
the unknown
a breath in the grasp
of insanity
I pooled
as ribbons on
the ground,
I was tossed to roll
aimless to reality
fire licked breasts
as thighs brushed static
into the palms of your
hands …
at first touch
is the flashback,
I burn up, a white flame
Comments
dear Seren,
such beautiful language usage...it feels diaphanous in the mind. and makes me feel the need to cry until I am dry, like "control" is no longer necessary... I bet you also know what "feather touching" is like, at your fingertips rooted in your belly! I loved the title, too!
*love, Sis
Dearest Cat
That's exactly what I was going for. The light feather touching that turns into a wildfire.
So glad you liked it I wasn't quite sure about this one. But then I never am about most of my poems.
Love Always Sis xoxox
Breathing Wildfires
Hello, Jayne,
"I pooled as ribbons on the ground." Such feeling in those words - a willing melting of the heart.
Thank you!
L
Dear Lavender
It's not easy to motion into words but that's exactly what I try to do, and I am so glad you liked those lines.
thanks again for the read its always appreciated!
Hugs Jayne
Fantastic...
I feel the heat here. Nice job of steaming up the windshield! ~ Geez.
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P.S. Inspiration from this one!
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Dearest Bro
lol I think i may have already read what this inspired, wink wink, i think the greatest gift we can give each other as poets writers whatever we are, is the gift of inspiration.
so happy that you liked it
love and higgliest bugs Sis xox
I'll be right back
after a cold shower lol. You might try ribbons instead of streams. For some reason it just seems better fit to me
Dear Bro
I have already used the word ribbons in this one and i was trying not to be repetitive, I will give that some thought and see what else i maybe able to come up with, hope it was a nice HOT shower lol!!!
love and hugs Sis
Dear Mark
hahaha I am happy you liked it, I will be round reading some poetry tonight or today sometime its 2.33am here ATM, I will see if I get tired or not. It's been a huge week.
hugs Jayne
Just WoWeeeeee
I know the very touch of fingers ...sliding down a spine ....
women --simply crash like butterflies in a golden mine ...
once entwined .....
Gorgeous words selection
Sis
Ello Lovely
Very happy you liked it my friend, hugs.
love & hugs Sis