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Loss of MemoryI forgot.

It is a tragedy that I failed to remember
just how fond I am of the naked,
waiting space on a man's neck
where his clavicle meets his throat.
It is just perfect for my mouth.

I can run my imagination, and my tongue,
along the inflexible structure under the skin
and then
delicately sink the flexible tip
into the shadowy curve behind it.
The slight tang and salty flavor
of his warm, now wet skin under my mouth-
I forgot how good it tastes, how superb it smells-
as I pursue the rest of his body with the restless
press of mine.

Uncharted

    tonight

cradling lonesome to my naked breast

he found me on the edge of midnight
   an uncharted land, waiting to be discovered.

mountains, plains and valleys
   an untamed river yet to be named,
laid forth before his questing spirit.

he was the solitary envoy,
   a master at discovery,
   occupying with permission the humid lush rainforest
and quenching the desert thirst.

determined, he left nothing in darkness
   uncovering every crook and crevice
and bathing them in light and heat.

&

Without Grace~February 1998~

Both of my hands rest on the gentle swell of my abdomen. Standing in front of the window above the sink, I draw invisible magic circles on the skin over the baby girl nestled inside my expanding body. I stare out the window at nothing, while a tiny smile plays upon my lips. My eyes may not see, but my imagination is in full swing; I am dreaming wide awake. It is a parent's natural inclination. I see puppies, ribbons and lace, school buses, tears, phones, boys, books and hands clasped with matching gold bands.

We are close, she and I. We share the same breath, the same nourishment. She startles when I do and she doesn't

Velocitythe velocity at which
my heart propelled itself
forward and out
of the shelter and protection
    of my flesh
    of my bones
left me mute.
stunned.
lost in bloody
disarray.

damn.

I am woman enough
to admit it is a
    painful
    messy
slippery business,
attempting to force it back
into its rightful place.
but-
I am
working on it.

damn. squared.

TemptatiousI am
  delicate and yielding
like a memory wrapped in mussed silk crimson sheets
   legs intertwined
   thighs demanding

I am
   as strong as steel
forged by the heat of your hands and the melt of your mouth
   fingers seeking
   eyes searching

I am
  exposed and fragile
like the delicate rushing point just before the crashing climax
   lips parted
   tongues sparring

I am
   simplistic complexity
bound by the power of chemistry, beyond the point of return

Sweet CravingsMost of the time,
   I don't need you.
Most of the time,
   I don't crave you.
Most of the time,
  I am not drawn to you
like a smile to a pair of plump rose colored lips.

But there are days, times, hours, torture filled

m o m e n t s

   when you call to me
   when you tempt me
   when I know nothing will satiate
like you.

The simple, undiluted, unvarnished truth
is this-
   I love the way you taste.

The instant I bring you to my mouth,
   and slip you gently past my lips
(seduction)
when your flavor bursts and

Love ProsetryI am living a lost life, caught somewhere in-between a field of dreams and a den of nightmares.  Something awful has happened, something beautiful.   The collision of the two has left me speechless, drifting in a semi-state of silent insanity and wordless wonder.

Expression dripped elsewhere in the absence of speech.  I made a decision. I took a giant silent step.

I wrote something for you today. But…I decided your eyes will never see the words.  I doubt you would find fault with the style, flow or meter; they glide like an eagle soaring on the thermals, smooth and majestic and pleasing.

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"Worship" Ane Brun (feat. José González) [link]

You never worship, you never worship your life.

All the while you're standing still, you all reach in the past.
You won't let the good times in, if you do, you make sure they won't last.
Can't you see the lights? They're shining to lead you back again.
My heartbeats can be a silver lining, just listen well to them.

This has been sitting for awhile now. I liked it...the shaft of light pouring through the walkway (which I often trespass through.

) during a foggy autumn morning. I decided to play around in Photoshop a month ago. I used a 'crosshatch' effect overlay. It has finally grown on me, lol.
I thought it made it a bit more...well, you fill in that blank however you wish.