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Red Skirt
Is this the awake...
Sprawled like so,
as with death, she sleeps
I'd think she left with it.
Eyes closed, but flitting
as her legs were
the first night we met
Now, as not one thing of her moves,
I watch my last kiss dry
slow, upon the shadowed curve
of her breast
Her skirt, the same one
that flick-flocked across my path
just days ago, now wraps
like a smock, over
the bony back of my chair
I bunch it up; All the flowers
that it smells like
All the flowers that it blossomed like.
I fold it up and use it
to pillow my head
as I lean into rest
Close enough to keep
my eyes on that last kiss
That saw her off
during her thirty seconds of death
She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover
It glistens all the more
as she's breathing in
But it persists, upon
the after the fire blush
of her smoldering skin
Unable to evaporate
when mixed with sweat
~
The slit of her blouse
at first was a splinter
to my fingers
Then willow branches flowing
making way for my wishes
-Like an idle earth making way
for a restless wind
Stirring commotional dreams
that otherwise sleep through
days of background alarms
-For the bull that breaks
through the fence
Sleeping is dying
So let's live
Like this;
Be greedy, while I wait, still ready
Until you come back for me
-Still beside me
While you ride
that maiden's tide
Flicking your wet firecracker
on repeat
My victorious bite
to that pulsing muscle
upon your thigh
That still flutters
in the back and forth
of euphoric life
Opening and closing your eyes;
Quickened both, as a slit
that's widened
Your eyes have a grip
pulling me in to you
so I'm there too
As our thousand screams
can be heard
as a pirate flag waves
like a red skirt
A cannon booms
in my brain
and you ask
when will I be ready
to sail again.
~~~
Sprawled like so,
as with death, she sleeps
I'd think she left with it.
Eyes closed, but flitting
as her legs were
the first night we met
Now, as not one thing of her moves,
I watch my last kiss dry
slow, upon the shadowed curve
of her breast
Her skirt, the same one
that flick-flocked across my path
just days ago, now wraps
like a smock, over
the bony back of my chair
I bunch it up; All the flowers
that it smells like
All the flowers that it blossomed like.
I fold it up and use it
to pillow my head
as I lean into rest
Close enough to keep
my eyes on that last kiss
That saw her off
during her thirty seconds of death
She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover
It glistens all the more
as she's breathing in
But it persists, upon
the after the fire blush
of her smoldering skin
Unable to evaporate
when mixed with sweat
~
The slit of her blouse
at first was a splinter
to my fingers
Then willow branches flowing
making way for my wishes
-Like an idle earth making way
for a restless wind
Stirring commotional dreams
that otherwise sleep through
days of background alarms
-For the bull that breaks
through the fence
Sleeping is dying
So let's live
Like this;
Be greedy, while I wait, still ready
Until you come back for me
-Still beside me
While you ride
that maiden's tide
Flicking your wet firecracker
on repeat
My victorious bite
to that pulsing muscle
upon your thigh
That still flutters
in the back and forth
of euphoric life
Opening and closing your eyes;
Quickened both, as a slit
that's widened
Your eyes have a grip
pulling me in to you
so I'm there too
As our thousand screams
can be heard
as a pirate flag waves
like a red skirt
A cannon booms
in my brain
and you ask
when will I be ready
to sail again.
~~~
Published 15th Dec 2024
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15th Dec 2024 10:59pm
I feel like a voyeur…
I couldn’t look away and this is so…private
And romantic
And erotic
And hot
My God, Styxian. Wow.
I couldn’t look away and this is so…private
And romantic
And erotic
And hot
My God, Styxian. Wow.
16th Dec 2024 00:49am
I will take a wow comment any day. So thank you!
Hey, if it's posted, it ain't so private. I may be getting old, but I ain't no dud yet.
Hey, if it's posted, it ain't so private. I may be getting old, but I ain't no dud yet.
16th Dec 2024 1:27pm
Enticing, passionate and ......
We are talking about the flower?
Cause my mind is taking a detour. lol
This is a lovely piece of work,
We are talking about the flower?
Cause my mind is taking a detour. lol
This is a lovely piece of work,
16th Dec 2024 00:54am
Aren't women flowers? A little attention and they blossom.
Actually my mind started taking detours, so this write steered off into another direction, kinda.
Maybe I will edit it so it stays truer to the idea I had started with.
Anyway, thanks a bunch Fia. I'm appreciative of the feedback.
Actually my mind started taking detours, so this write steered off into another direction, kinda.
Maybe I will edit it so it stays truer to the idea I had started with.
Anyway, thanks a bunch Fia. I'm appreciative of the feedback.
16th Dec 2024 1:06am
16th Dec 2024 1:11am
Cool. I never disregard advice, because we're all sort of a team, really. Some just more involved than others...
15th Dec 2024 11:46pm
JESUS LICKED A PLUNGER!
How the fuck did you get all the talent in the FLAFamily?
You wove three fucking extended fucking metaphors into this, effort-fucking-lessly.
THREE.
The open petals, and the bloom of her love and sensuality,
The kiss-paintings, as a stamp, a mark... omg it was so, how do you say it... luxurious.
And the journey.
OMG. It was good.
Really fucking good.
How the fuck did you get all the talent in the FLAFamily?
You wove three fucking extended fucking metaphors into this, effort-fucking-lessly.
THREE.
The open petals, and the bloom of her love and sensuality,
The kiss-paintings, as a stamp, a mark... omg it was so, how do you say it... luxurious.
And the journey.
OMG. It was good.
Really fucking good.
16th Dec 2024 1:04am
Whatever! Your talent is precision. Surgical, the healing kind .
I needed a poem to show off that flower pic! So viola! I did one. Lol.
You're right in that this poem has a few directions, but center to one "image". My damn brain is a bag of popcorn in a microwave. Lol. Yet hopefully the results are nourishing!
Thanks you. Go be busy but don't forget your DUP peeps. Lol
I needed a poem to show off that flower pic! So viola! I did one. Lol.
You're right in that this poem has a few directions, but center to one "image". My damn brain is a bag of popcorn in a microwave. Lol. Yet hopefully the results are nourishing!
Thanks you. Go be busy but don't forget your DUP peeps. Lol
16th Dec 2024 2:39am
Passionate write, Mark. Into the list it belongs. Beautifully executed, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
16th Dec 2024 2:58am
Thanks Damian. This write is all over the place, I feel. But I've had two people say leave it alone. So i am.
Man, I just like to write. It feeds me back what I put into it.
I appreciate the encouragement greatly.
Man, I just like to write. It feeds me back what I put into it.
I appreciate the encouragement greatly.
16th Dec 2024 10:21am
The wording of this one... the imagery... the vibe... are beyond amazing.
"She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover" > too many great lines to quote, but these: just wow 💕
"She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover" > too many great lines to quote, but these: just wow 💕
20th Dec 2024 1:07am
Thank you Duende!
I kinda got off theme a bit towards the end, but oh well. Lol. I was mashing a lot of imagery into this without making it too long. I tend to write longer stuff, obviously. But I'm trying to cut back! Lol
I kinda got off theme a bit towards the end, but oh well. Lol. I was mashing a lot of imagery into this without making it too long. I tend to write longer stuff, obviously. But I'm trying to cut back! Lol
19th Dec 2024 6:51am
Yes, that is lust! There is also bit of darkness in this write mixed with so many senses - smell, touch and sight. I guess you are enjoying a visit with your fiancé.
20th Dec 2024 1:26am
As a matter of fact we did have a wonderful five day visit! But the timing of this write is purely coincidence! Mmhmm.
I'm inspired by what I read, what i see, or watch, or experience, etc. So yeah, sometimes the motivation is from multi sources, ya know?
Thank you for the props on it. I'm trying to stay relevant in this increasingly "adult"site. Lol.
I'm inspired by what I read, what i see, or watch, or experience, etc. So yeah, sometimes the motivation is from multi sources, ya know?
Thank you for the props on it. I'm trying to stay relevant in this increasingly "adult"site. Lol.
24th Dec 2024 7:27pm
Ooohhh. This is muy caliente mi amor. Everything in this is exquisite and tasteful.
I love the crystal clover flower!!!!!!, I want to steal that! So many rapturous visuals but this is my absolute favorite. Because at times your kisses do feel like dewy flowers:)
She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover
It glistens all the more
as she's breathing in
So so beautiful!
I love the crystal clover flower!!!!!!, I want to steal that! So many rapturous visuals but this is my absolute favorite. Because at times your kisses do feel like dewy flowers:)
She wears that kiss
like a clear clover
For luck, for color
A crystal flower from her lover
It glistens all the more
as she's breathing in
So so beautiful!
27th Dec 2024 1:01am
