Passion plays

Passion slides soles into shoes
(Can’t afford , but Christ, I’m bored)

Passion points red velvet gloves
(Hello you, plus me, makes two)

Passion shouts the devil may care
(Shall we share my underwear)

Passion stays when lusting fades
(How uncouth, the naked truth)

Passion casts its evil spell
(So I’m the bitch you’re going to ditch)

Passion frightens feeble men
(I never fell, so go to hell)

Passion wants what isn’t mine
(All the time, eternal crime)

Passion pays the price of pride
(Ego torn, feeling forlorn)

Passion puts the world to write
(Unpublished poems in endless tomes)

Published in: on August 27, 2007 at 6:13 pm Leave a Comment

Pop!

Warm hands embrace
bottle neck nook
nestle along curves -
Fingers grip
Tongues trip

Wait…

…Anticipate…

bubbles break free
cluster in huddles
titter in whispers
undulating curves
wrist twists
voices rise
quick darts
flicker and flare
draw breath
pip upwards

And then
a
slow
gentle
hiss

Sigh of a contented woman!

Published in: on August 21, 2007 at 11:24 pm Leave a Comment