feminine stars…

If you only knew the length of my longing

the grip of flesh and sin

when I think of you pushing

waging war against my skin

do you ever feel the heaviness of my breath

aflame and longing

imagine the sighs

with the subtle opening of thighs

honey comb of salted silk

waiting for your tongue

a dwelling place

a sacred design

this feminine war and peace

sword and your pillow

a starfield desire

a divine love

 

 

 

taste like silk…

Another one of my drafts…I believe this poem is posted on my other blog but differently written. I highly attracted to the idea of being lost inside a lover…and what is it that draws me to the ways of the Japanese… Stunning & beautiful 

I found you
in the folds
of my kimono
entangled in my silk threading
we stayed wrapped awhile
among midnighted splendor
drank in the burn of saki
and sensuous poetry
my hair unwound 
and unclipped
fanned the expanse of your chest
as you wrote your love
inside the delicacy of my wrist
with oils and charcoal
and the scent of you
watching it soak into my skin
reminding us of the softness
of wind swept scents of the 
the cherry blossom trees
the feathered edges of color
mesmerized by your mouth
you tasted like silk
like every word I could love…
before I died a lover’s death