On Sensuality, Seduction & Stress
I am willing to accept love on the way to what I want
And that means that I am now open to heartache.
My desire to learn the contours of your neck
The way you arch your back
And the form that you’re teaching me to take around you
I’ve decided that learning is worth it
I want it etched on my skin
With teeth and bone
For blood lost
And vision found
Somewhere between your own eyes
With energy so pure
That to taste it is to see God
With the wisp of fingers all over
And the whisper of want
Winding its way
Slowly
Down
My
Back
Oh, God.
Can this really be?
I always thought this was just
One big cosmic joke.
I was above it.
And now we’ve both fallen under.
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An except from an unfinished mini poetry anthology: Waiting//For Something Sexy that explores the power of seduction purely put through the written word.
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