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FOREIGN TONGUES
Lying in bed with you
darkness on dark skin
creates a dream image
the only beacons of light
are teeth that flash
and beckon me
to foreign tongues
We make love
fucking comes much later
but now I am
a trapped bird
that suddenly set free
learns to fly
Then later
when we fuck
I die so many deaths
inside of you
all my hiding is set aside
I die the death of pride
the death of unfaithfulness
the death of lies
the death of withholding
and with my surrender
my spirit flies
(Drawing: The Kiss by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
http://othervoices.blog.co.uk
darkness on dark skin
creates a dream image
the only beacons of light
are teeth that flash
and beckon me
to foreign tongues
We make love
fucking comes much later
but now I am
a trapped bird
that suddenly set free
learns to fly
Then later
when we fuck
I die so many deaths
inside of you
all my hiding is set aside
I die the death of pride
the death of unfaithfulness
the death of lies
the death of withholding
and with my surrender
my spirit flies
(Drawing: The Kiss by Carlton)
© Carlton Carr 2013
http://othervoices.blog.co.uk
Published 22nd Oct 2013
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22nd Oct 2013 7:14am
22nd Oct 2013 8:00am
Thank you Mia. Sometimes we forget how empowering and emancipating sex can be. It is a beautiful thing. And thanks also for including Õή your reading list; I am honoured.
24th Oct 2013 10:34pm
good development, good rhythm, good imagery, good moments as
"We make love
fucking comes much later"
"We make love
fucking comes much later"
24th Oct 2013 10:53pm
Thank you Celino. I appreciate you taking τђє time to read and respond and I'm pleased that you enjoyed it.
