Thursday, June 18, 2009

Telegram

Warm air - flowing (stop)
over my skin -
smile on my face...
a little High feels good.(stop)
That’s what I want - I want
to feel like that. (stop)
When I looked in your eyes,
they shimmered - for me. (stop)
I should have (stop)
I just (stop)
should have -
taken you there.
I would get up - and dance, (stop)
I would -
lick that mouth clean (stop)
of those dirty thoughts -
your eyes expected.
I want -
to stay with you (stop).

5 Comments:

Blogger CC said...

It's good to see you again. And I loved your new poem. Although I always do!

2:47 AM  
Blogger Anonymous Poet said...

Good to see you again! Please stop over to my page and say hi sometime, also . . . .

: )

I love the tactile quality of this piece. It's like I am right there in this experience . . .

10:35 PM  
Blogger Rex Venom said...

Love it!
Rock on!

7:29 PM  
Blogger sirbarrett said...

This makes me feel comfy. It's good to read you again! Thanks for coming by. I hadn't posted in a long time and wondered if blogging mattered at all anymore or not. But it does for those of us who enjoy it.

10:56 AM  
Blogger stella said...

One minute I'm dancing, the next I'm licking (haha) ...this poem takes me places! Only you can write something like this and make it work!

2:09 PM  

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