give me something I can feel
gnaw the stitches open
and bleed me from the inside
until I am only woman
lipstick smeared and wearing
the bones of men
I smell the hide of your animal
it penetrates amnesia
thrusts against the white noise
desecrates the voices
wets me until I am female skin
again and wanting
cast to the earth for cleansing
moaning guttural poetry
against the mud we make
your nails snared in the flesh of me
dirty and redeemed
condemn me to unfulfillment
I smile slow and reach for you
under coverlets of darkness
you will nurse the need
from eager slippered fingers
and we will dine upon each other
until we are sinless hungry
again
and
again
and
again
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Author:
Heather T (
Offline) - Published: August 14th, 2017 14:33
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Interesting! I think you may have been watching too many late, late night films. 😉 It's a good write though (if scary one).
No late, late night films for me! If I'm awake due to insomnia, you'll most likely find me here or stuck in a book, lol. Thank you for reading and commenting.
Heather, you just can't stop to astound me. From the family homestead to this sultry, exciting, erotic, poetry masterpiece. It is like moving from Norman Rockwell to Jackson Pollock's 'Surreal Erotic Picture'.
Welllll...I have to keep it interesting and real. Sometimes really interesting, so I don't bore myself lol. I'm glad you liked it 😊
That's a rough one Heather. True poetry.
Thanks for reading, WBL!
I need a cold shower my friend after breathlessly digesting this brilliant example of sensual imagery - a real classic if ever I read one.
I'm so glad you enjoyed! Thank you, my friend.
Cool poem you're always interesting to read I like that diversity
Thank you! I have no real explanation for the way my brain works, lol.
I'm completely speechless. This was amazing.
Ah, my delight! Thank you so much.
Wow! Wow! Wow! Superb writing. When is the book coming? What are you waiting for? I want to buy it. You are just too good.
You make me blush, Malu! Does my poetess heart good to hear your high praise 💝
You are wasting time dear. You are better than many I've read.
What can I say? Everyone else has already said it. I do love it when I see someone dig so deep to uncover something like this.
Thank you for kind comments, AP!
Wow.... this is woman... this is shared fulfilling physical need and greed...... can feel the passion in these words. Mind blowingly good. +fav's
Humble humble thanks, dear you. Makes my heart smile.
I'm sorry to read of your insomnia, Heather. So, at these times, if you're here, you sure write superb poetry and feed us with such good things.. thank you.
Oh, thank YOU. I take it in odd spells. And when I can fall asleep, I wake too early. Thank you so much for the kind appraisal!
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