the sound of crave

I wish I was that girl

to desperately whimper your name 

into the warm flesh of your neck at 3 a.m.

to feel, to inhale

your teeth, buried into my collar bone

to let you make my eyebrows do the thing

where they magnetically approach each other

meanwhile my eyes roll back in my head.

to feel, to inhale

the hissing which surrounds us

as we lay there

enlaced like to climbing plants

gasping for breath

slowly drowning in each others eyes

Author's Note

I decided to submit one of my earlier poems, what do you think? any advice is appreciated!

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

You have expressed intimacy, desire and physical need
in a wild and passionate little poem. It is quite a story
of your capability to love. Exquisite with intense imagery.
I think you have written a conceptual masterpiece.
Thank you,
----- Eagle Cruagh

[Ecoolarg]

interesting aprocach like a primal yell of unmeet needs and passion :) but with a little wishper of hope in between the lines. :) thanks for writing this poem, enjoy it

[RAOrourke]

I really enjoyed your poem, it breathed such life into the intimacy of love! Well done!

[Paula]

thank you very much, comments like these keep me writing! :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

wishes always come home to rest in the end, well done, a good read.

[Paula]

Let's hope so. ;) thank you friend!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

your welcome.

[PoemRodent]

Beautifully done and the imagery and relay did its work nicely. Thanks for sharing this piece.

Rob

[Paula]

thank you rob!

[A. Amos]

This is really well done:) great work

[Paula]

Thank you very much!

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome