Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2011
how so RED petals
you so rose you so
stemmed unthorned
pricking sturdy moisture

i can't help from you
the distillation of an
instant released
incredibly
(and i can't not huddle my mouth
eternally in your cavern over
me the very small gape
of your sugar                                    )

where i am muscles more
and nerves better
bones completely
shouting (i love you when you sit next to the sun and it tires in the impossible effort of your skin
                  its entire and complete self in one shining gulp it dies behind a capped white mountain
                  and i make the Night jealous with my and my running chaff furiously smarting on your
                  rain stabbed 2 times with our bodies in its sudden hands all over us and we gallop, panting
         ,        into the ***** of my car in the parking lot of the park where we just made love under a tree
                  and you smell like every second of pleasure the earth has tasted made skinny hips and legs
                  and arms and shoulders and thighs. my scar; i,d cut you into me again and again and again
a
n
d      

again
                  and again
                                         and ,
                                                  '
                                               ,
                                                     '      ,
                                             '
                                                      '              '
                                        .
                                                           ,
                              .                             '                    ,

,
                                                   '                                                           .
PK Wakefield
Written by
PK Wakefield
565
   Andrew
Please log in to view and add comments on poems