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i cling about you like a vine twisting, holding pulsing. i will drip off you, dangle precariously and threaten to fall but remain the same and let you drink me in. long delicate fingers tapping staccato to a quickened heartbeart, feet too tangled together to tap. make me flow, make me flower and reach out to touch your golden skin. i'm tired of this darkness. |
this is a very sensual piece. its raw, almost brutal and sexy. there is a nice flow to this piece studded with certain enjambments. i love the imagery you use here. its very bestial, dripping with sexuality. but its also, tender as in the way you cling like an Aerial root or an epiphyte - nucleus-like. ive written about the aforementioned terms in several poems and they always seemed to be the perfect image. overall, very nice indeed. -jp come on over and take a peek at my latest. i would love to get your thoughts;) | Posted on 2011-02-28 00:00:00 | by rev.jpfadeproof | [ Reply to This ] | this is a very sensual piece. its raw, almost brutal and sexy. there is a nice flow to this piece studded with certain enjambments. | i love the imagery you use here. its very bestial, dripping with sexuality. but its also, tender as in the way you cling like an Aerial root or an epiphyte - nucleus-like. ive written about the aforementioned terms in several poems and they always seemed to be the perfect image. overall, very nice indeed. -jp come on over and take a peek at my latest. i would love to get your thoughts;) | Posted on 2011-02-28 00:00:00 | by rev.jpfadeproof | [ Reply to This ] | wow. this is awesome. my absolute favorite part of this fabulous piece was | "make me flow, make me flower" It just sounded so great to me. You have a lovely way with words thanks for sharing xoxo | Posted on 2008-01-28 00:00:00 | by blu_kittin | [ Reply to This ] | |