Smoke And Mirrors~

~undressing haiku~senryu in moist hand~

Hips under pressure

smoke palms skim my  glass surface

mirrors pour spirits

 

Lips sample treasures

strokes balms, summer fragrance blooms

my oils deep in you

 

Chin sweet, wet treacle

dew alms strip wavering bliss

body bow  arched taut

 

Smoke  swirls slit pupils

kiss thrall bends throat into silk

her mirror, his throe

 

 

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Reviews

[Pax Analog]

Love it!

Fabulous example of sensual vividness meets transparent mind.

I think this is the second piece of yours that triggered thoughts especially of Peter Greenaway's The Pillow Book. Since the film is about body calligraphy, and you are both tattooed, quasi-Asian-flavored and an intensely visual Neptune-eyed poet, it's probably a permanent referent.

"Smoke swirls slit pupils/kiss thrall bends throat into silk/her mirror, his throe"

Those killer closing lines just might be my fave of yours yet.

[Robin]

there is magik , and then there is the magician ~

[Michael of Gilead]

I know someones in for it tonight!

Ravishingly delightful

[Aven]

Selene you blow my mind... the first two stanza's may be (to me) the best you have ever written... you think of stuff that nobody else, and I mean nobody, can come up with... loved it!

listened to "Maps - when you leave" when I read this, and my god, they are made for eachother. :D

[Jibey]

A kind of chiaroscuro of words, with so many images swirling around in a mysterious atmospheric dance

[The Cougar's Den]

One good job is this -
Another's folly this way
is your delight, dear.

[Lachenille Papillion]

Memories... wishes... in your hands, intricate lacing of gold etching across humanity's body and soul... your signature mark sparks eternal...

[Ed Hart]

after i read your poems (sometime before) i always go on to read your readers' comments...then i reach into my small bag of word change and select three or four coins that i think might shine in your cup...in this case, i walk away shaking my head...i wonder at the fates that bring me selene now instead of then, and then i smile, grateful for both

[Brad]

i...um...er....uh....i....ahem...i...yeah...wow...whew

[.]

oh God, I have died and gone to heaven...