thirst
Posted on June 25th, 2007 in poetry, romance
there is something
in the movement of my body against your skin
i feel it always.
your breath, an endless empty lyric:
that skin deep is not always lawless
nor reckless with secrets.
and so you soap your skin
and keep it slick:
you cannot have me stick after all.
and you hold your breath
like liquid gold might pour from your lips
if you opened wide and whispered the truth.
still I stay close
and still i move my body against your skin
trying to reach you around your corners.
around the corners of you
where on your other side
i will grind mud into your pores
and smack your greedy mouth
again and again and again.
until you scream out.
scream, scream, scream.
and we both see
and you know
(as if you don’t already)
that the secrets of your skin
were only rumors started by you
and the secrets of your held tongue
were merely widely held beliefs.
June 26th, 2007 5:49 am
Angela doing what Angela does best. Just beautiful.
June 27th, 2007 12:04 am
[...] I wrote a new poem, thirst. [...]
June 27th, 2007 9:26 pm
Like few people can, you raise the room temperature to sizzling emotions and mold words and phrases into waves of color and feeling.
A wonderful poem written by a precious author, Angela St.Lawrence.
June 29th, 2007 7:50 am
Je t’aime, je t’aime, je t’aime… My beautiful Angela. I am sorry I haven’t been in touch, my mom is staying with me for a month (I love her but argh!) Whenever I get a chance I sneak away and read your blog and then I don’t feel so smothered anymore… your poetry makes everything better.
July 3rd, 2007 9:40 am
Thanks everyone. Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss….