Let the petal's fall on their own
with a soft draping spectrum
caressing your curves
and massaging the nape of winter's neck
I freeze with thoughts of june
nerves follow your every step
with reminders of bits and pieces
that stopped to admire a lamented path
the chorus pauses and switches sets
come and dodge the obvious
I'll lead you to oblivion
Darkness cascades with potential
bare skin can do nothing but collide
to your heart I am gentle
but to your flesh I confide
with cell's and mollecules
dividing along with much contempt
the spirits trace your sketch
to a shape that belies perfection
giggling innocence
release your mortal sin
allow crude improvisions
for lustful reminding
that all roads
lead straight to you
let the wind's whisper
they know but sight and sound
an accurate tapestry they weave
and within raised stalks
lay's you and me
deceitly bare and warmed within ourselves
yes
let the wind's whisper
ignorant are our ear's
for unneeded senses
are discarded in the name of ..
touch
taste
to dull accordingly would revolt
only heightening can please
a focused minority
Left alone is cotton
and thrown aside is silk
for a softer entity lies
concealed below me
You
Following the lamented path
let the petal's fall where they will
fate cannot abandon ourselves so gently
when we hold on to adhesive thoughts
reckessly tossing our hearts in chaos
let soft moans escape your pout
springtime comes early
and there is no retreat
So how's it going with getting the poems published? Any joy yet?
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