hounding of honey well dawn

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Open Poetry #47

hounding of honey well dawn

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

0 posted 2011-09-19 07:28 AM

perhaps you would say it was my constant hounding
that finally gave way to you pulling the wool over my eyes
and then the slickness of your smooth thereafter
as you said it could take a lifetime of using
and you would prefer that to just until it killed us

you did that thing with your toes moving around
since they were more subtle than your thighs
doing those things like butterfly wings
when we were in public places taking turns
whispering of our wanting like dogs in heat

I pretended more often not to really want to
but you said my pockets gave it away so easy
and you knew I never carried that much change
or bananas, or baseball bats, or an extra leg
so you knew you could be lapping me roughly

you were nonchalant in your seeping speak
as if the crossing of limbs would dam you
like the dutch boy without his fingers
and did I mind how your skin looked damp
was it a craving for cellophane wrappings

or just how my appetite seemed to whet you

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daark

Angel4aKing
Senior Member

since 2006-09-27

Posts 1372
USA

1 posted 2011-09-22 02:27 AM

Once again you have me mesmerized pondering your words!!! and I am speechless 'almost'

~~~kingsangel~~~

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

2 posted 2011-09-22 06:29 AM

ms angel, I can see you searching for words....then looking around to see who is watching..thanks ms

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