A Poem.. “Connect”
June 28th, 2008slip into the coma of this room
our pulses escalate
as the surroundings can no longer employ what we want
what we need.
I look into you deep
you feel deeply through me
I ask without asking
You Yes without yesing
I touch,
electricity and heat spiraling up your arms
My fingertips feel you
and quake at suggestions
we throw each other
the harness is our eyes locking
as our lips mesh and frolic along the edges
of who we are.
Taste..
Oh fucking God how good it tasted.
Your answers fucked my questions
the novel wrote itself
as we spread along the floor
melting into the carpet
interlocked
by a poisonous vine
I got sick with you
noone wanted a cure.
We fucked for five hours
and made love for one.
I think about you
when lightning crashes against the glass
longing to electrocute me.
I know you taste me
everytime your lips meet another,
failing to connect like we did.
I like it.
Wow, I fucking loved it.
You can tell you gave it all. it’s probably my favorite poem of yours. Oh man, how much I missed them!
You should really give them a thread. you got talent. I love it
Nice poem.
Greta- THANKS baby!
JD- Thanks so much. THat is so funny that you wrote for me to make a thread and I was making one as you were posting this reply. See- sometimes we’re in sync.
Erik- Thanks Erik.