red

and then

           red appears

gelled, drippings of lust

like blood under fingernails 

  those claws that rake

  desires down my back

red, deep

            like some throaty 

release, passion-borne, groin 

into chest onto spasmodic tongue.

lively, feisty and daring

red, pleasureful

    susceptibility and allowance

dire in the thrumming. the offer

bent over, gliding, grinding. soft

in desirous mid-moment smiles

red

     a curse-laced chant

unbeknownst to your subdued 

bulk of life. the unaccustomed

unaligned

  oh god

  oh ffffffuuuccckkk

then desolate, 

red

    a heart left behind when

time runs out. a heart

without body. incorporia

red

    the strength of holding on

one more time, one more day.

gripping. white-knuckled. raw

and wrought;

                        

                red, our

red

melding

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6:9

tempests billowing

under eager skin 

of yours : of mine

pheromones in abundance

           in mystical dancing

              from head to toe

                and back again

breathe me in

                      from here

         as I breathe you in

from there

and tongues engage

a repertoire of nuances

precisions and explorations

flood me, sweet one...
desperate and generous,

and I too shall open up

with swirls and whirls uniting

we thrust the chorus of our duet

asunder

(image from pinterest)

(so pleasantly)

on the couch

(or both)

on the bed

our clothing

(but when)

strewn about

her hair 

(soon afterward)

needed combing

our skin 

(intoxicating)

smelled different

each other

(so pleasantly)

still shared 

improvising

spreading parts of you apart to find the wild dance in your body 

courting the feverish fire of you that I may live forevermore bound to your flame 

everywhere, and traveling over all of your skin at once

across tones of flavored slopes creamed golden to milky white

fingers coercing you from your fragile existence

the sap from you, the hanging drips I catch by tongue, your delicate taste

knowledge acquired as flesh is filled, the thickened air, mutual transcendence

lost to the lust while improvising prayers to the old gods of wants and pleasures

(unknown source)

swallowed

in the lift of swelling

more than increasing

chased by lagging tongue

gliding ‘round rigid aroundness 

grasped firmly so drenched 

in spit and pull

the hummed circumference 

warming depths arriving

open-lipped attacks consuming

now the throb

one pulse a thousand most

thunderous confinements

surging upward all the

suction tug of coaxing

into one slipped the flavored body

smooth as swallowed slide

(unknown source)

leading

 

longing leads to agony leads to anticipation leads to greed leads to

fire in the field where my mind is naturally burning as leaves fall in a foreign language like

foreplay in bits of sweat and moan, diffusion of arousal rising up to a tongue as

curved as sex, as concave and salivating as drips hanging down on

momentum forward-thrusting from hush to plunge to deeper rhythms of

squeezing in and oozing out, as sated eyes lie grazing the length of

dreams, awakening, the dawn as soft as someday, once when

all the leaves becoming

are spoken to us

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into the afterglow

(image from mirrorsinner.tumblr.com)

transcendence of our warming alchemy. inward flooding. the unsuppressed passions digging in and curling up. exceeding the expressions of voice and touch. the penetrations, deeper. the vibrations, booming. the intensities, diverse. divided into subsets of movements and adhesions. expanding universally. you are everywhere I exist. everywhere I am yet to be. horizon. atmosphere. illusion. exquisite flesh. I multiply in our moment. implosion to explosion. darkness to endless light. out of nothingness. into the afterglow. realms indescribable, uninhabitable without you. 

satellite

 

I am satellite
I am orbit
I am zeal

the enticing mounds
the plush valleys
the luscious rift below

I am salivating anxious
I am directional hypertrophy
I am tremble and ache

then hovering to descend
then descending to peruse
then despondently drifting away

(image from NASA)

of sweetness

rainsplashed and sunlathered

your wetness and heat

I bathe in you

all essence and fragrance

upon your overs and unders

inside your ins and outs

how fulfilling

of sweetness

  you are

  you are

honeywater delightful

and heavenly scent

  you are

  you are

(image from mirrorsinner.tumblr.com)

bound apparitions

her eyes turned from

love me  to  fuck me

between uneven heartbeats

and the fall of a single drop

of sweat from my forehead 

to hers

there was a pause

there was a transformation

there was an unbecoming

and a becoming

we no longer touched...

we dove into each other

we swam in torrents

we fought against currents

we were under 

and in 

and above

the pleasant drowning

the full-bodied breath into

craving lungs

the floating climax into

sudden weightlessness

her eyes

and mine

were long gone

lost together

in

bound apparitions

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body heat

the glistening, as movement

  what exactly have we

  found here

  could it be possible

  that comfort is not much

  different than bliss

O, but this is both

yes... this is both

bodies melding, merging

allowed to explore

and be explored

each giving in 

to the conquering of

the other

  what exactly have we

  found here

  within movement

  underneath glistening

(Image from al-quraini.tumblr.com , my color edit)

sift

spasm of delight

upright, to tilt

and fall

the splash of crumbling

into random white

intensified

soft hands

sift

whereabouts were you

whereabouts was I

underneath it all

or above

circumference of care

inner circle of warmth

and tongues that were

sucked within kissing

(Unknown source)

I, seeing you

(Image from morethanfleshandbones.tumblr.com)

photon bathed

primal,

instinct into delirium

I, unwashed of 

harbored things amassed

pulled out, pulled forward

to nude

with crimson flush

in petty flesh,

this liquid surge

both pulse and flow

the hottest melt

now cries, now sings

with radius reach

into out of bounds

  whenever we lie

  upon silence unfed,

  there ripeness bleeds

  as punctured fruit

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how to eat a mango

wait for it to ripen

slightly sweet and 

fragrant at the rind

dig in vertically 

next to the core,

then top to bottom

side to side

into the fruit's flesh

press upon the peel

as it flowers outward

polish off the center

not to waste anything

and feed off the skin

I think    delicate

I think    delicious

I think of her

(Image by Marcel Milkthistle on medium.com)

adding silver

because we are in motion

I am clinging on to you

electric night of current

adding silver to your

copper conductivity

we flow at varying speeds

and distance is irrelevant

think of me as I think of you

living and alive in the circuit

(Image from mirrorsinner.tumblr.com)

of a red love

want of a red love

that pops off the

green painted canvas

  rose in the grass

  blood on envy

  lust within life

want of crimson red

the depth of death

as a living thing

eternal

want of pink red

the length of tongue

as versatile and unique

as expression 

want of serious red

engorged and inflamed

a soft seriousness

like sunset's decline

want of a red love

a Palomar knot

that binds us together

  tethers to vessel

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(Image in middle from exOskeletal-undead.tumblr.com)

(Image below from writtencandy.wordpress.com)

tempest confined

I feel it too

initial thrust

first separation

arc of intrusion

where your white words

rust from exposure

where your given body

adapts to the pangs

---

cylinder, silo

tempest confined

growl of composure

stirs of a goddess

the venom source

the covenant seal

unleashed with greed

unbound, undefended

(Image from chaosmagickapp.com)

love's hands

love's hands

are upon me

a massage of foot

and calf and thigh

and groin and belly

and breast and arm

and neck and head

I lie prone

I lie supine

I let it in

I let it devour me

such tender cruelty

this impassive overtaking;

I lick love's hands 

the tongue tastes

the blood of two

(Image by Simone Angarano on eternalsatan.tumblr.com)

abrupting intervals

chaos of this fantasy

tease-play, skin to fire

igniting the put out

humid heat of breath

congestion and choke

settling lip to tongue

phallic shadow sliding

towards, into chasing

words coming too late

abrupting intervals pausing

cause for alarming effect

rippling out and returning

what happened to smiling

eyes scattering to run

weeping weeps the weeper,

killing kills the killer;

the entrance

was never opened

now the hands are touching

wanting what wanters want

while wanting

(Image 1: fineartamerica. Image 2: George Platt Lynes)