whisperingquill

Cascading Silver Streams

When I crack
your whisper

when I exhume
the depths of you,

will you walk
with your shadow

and feel the
enlightenment.

As auric orgasms
serenade the slumbering

inhibitions of your
general essence,

to die in a cyclone
of euphoric beauty

only to rest in the eye
of a recharging
epiphanic wave.

Lay back relax
as my glare melts

the threshold of your
inner being dropping

tickling frenzies that
boils in the chamber
of forgotten womanhood.

Coat my face with
your sanctified liquidation

breathe and pause in the
moment of eye rolling teases

toes curled uncanny arching
to cling to the fleeting vapor

of innocence dance your sin
on my tongue tip of fury.