Tag Archives: sensual

Claim

Some kind of tender, hard to find its truest name– words fail to claim touch. Advertisements

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Medicine

No exam needed, she just wanted to be held– Medicine through touch.

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Seize

It is how the mouth plays chords the lips keep time to– Kiss, erring to seize.    

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Knead

From hips to belly, the distance between longing and bare knead, swelling.

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Sheath

Dancing blue-black flame soloing among soft sheaths– ballet’s fragrant leaps.   (Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)

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Burn While Reading

Touch, how her body becomes a pulsing slate of Braille, your fingers, unfinished, running on

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Song for the Meek

It has finally come, bearing a fount of bruised petals, blood-pink and white and reigning silvered silence, the year the meek inherit the earth, the plight of sensuous souls flown within to claim tenderest grace on loan from God’s rimless … Continue reading

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Arc

It is the mouth birthing a blood-new kiss that begs gravity’s pardon and raises lips to an impossible arc.

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Scorpion

Scorpion, who fears thy immortal symmetry imprinted upon a lidless void? Who dares tread upon your inky black trail of shelled pearls and amative resin? You, Sex, You, Death, You, primordial sleep and whipped wake of Pan’s ancient cloven song– … Continue reading

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Star

By solitude’s star, on any given night, a twinning may occur to praise phenomena, our bodies, alight, infused with never-ending gospel.

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