rain sex whisper flight

      from behind laughing eyes

    I

                                 stare

                       down

                   at

sweat-sheened heaven

 

(gasp)(grasp)(let it begin)

 

twitchy life enmeshed

in a song of light

nectar taints pain

flop in the love muck

 

heart stops/starts fresh

slide smooth/crash hard

wicked innuendo

disquiet the soul corpse

 

I have seen dreams

ant-sized miracles

dance on your taste buds

dissolve in your bile

 

watch my body scream

like fire from a cloud

as my ice-colored shame

tails the comet to glory

 

when I have slithered,

crawled, hopped, and ran

with your name in my veins

like combustible fuel

 

you will wither on my back

and become dragon wings

and we’ll fly to the edge

of this angel-fucked lie

 

(gasp)(grasp)(let it all end)

 

there’ll be nothing more

      to do

              but

                    fall

                         with

                          newborn rain

 

 

Reviews

[OT]

ah so raw - so brilliant - "heart stops/starts fresh
slide smooth/crash hard" and then the almost drum roll finale - "when I have slithered,
crawled, hopped, and ran
with your name in my veins
like combustible fuel

you will wither on my back
and become dragon wings
and we’ll fly to the edge
of this angel-fucked lie" - before the sliding last stanza as we slowly drip out of the scene to go and write obscene things about you on alleyway walls because we're jealous! lol

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

I faught with myself whether this poem should rank, but it slipped in due to it's shear originality.

[NoWayer]

Raw and inspiring, like the bright red flesh of a new scrape.

[Casper]

This was absolutely brilliant.

[.]

passionate...raw.. riveting read

[Hayley]

Construction was amazing. Wording-really different but it worked for me.
Basically this poem blew me away.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

Very powerful, written with fitting passion, desire and a calm blissful feeling.

[emona]

thats was interesting not my taste in writing but none the less a really good piece.

[Kerry O'Connor]

No question that you have captured all the pleasurable pain, hideous beauty and ancient flight entailed in chasing the orgasmic moment. The last lines are the perfect conclusion.

[What happened to simple..]

Holy Frick! This is word-perfect. Cheered my day up inexplicably! Thank You! I'll be reading more of yours =)