(sweet, honeyed dripping)
sex, music, poetry--it's all the same thing, right?
(sorry, it killed the way it's supposed to be spaced...)
. . .
sweet, honeyed dripping
thick
from the speakers
hips grinding in time
(moans & sighs)
a sound you can taste on your lips
my hands clenched in the sheets
a sound
you can taste
on your
lips
(sorry, it killed the way it's supposed to be spaced...)
. . .
sweet, honeyed dripping
thick
from the speakers
hips grinding in time
(moans & sighs)
a sound you can taste on your lips
my hands clenched in the sheets
a sound
you can taste
on your
lips
2 Comments:
actually, i really like the way it's spaced...esp. the way you separate the one line from the rest...it gives "a sound you can taste on your lips" a different meaning the second time around...making the poem more arresting and interesting than a simple description of music/dancing....is "honeyed" spelled right? i've actually never seen that word written down^^;;...very well crafted dear *claps*
~*~*~*gnat
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