subtlety
Felicity
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i'll let you peek under my skirt
as i cross and re-cross my legs
i'll let you brush up against me
then push hard feeling my breasts
against your back
i'll let you look at me like that
with a flinty eye
and a suggestive mouth
fucker oh you fucker
love you like a clean house
ready with anticipation
the knocking of friendly knuckles
upon the door of pleasure
i'll let you use your fingers
such talented digits counting
i'll let you listen to me say
things that don't have meaning
to anybody else
except you
because you perceive
on that unspoken level
and it's our joy
like another language
translated instantaneously
between our foreheads
i'll let you bathe my mind
in the alpha patterns again
because that's where you
love to live and dream all day
and when we are both
45 beats per minute
it's fucking heaven
man
i figured it all out
and i still let you
now i have to give myself
room again
and i noticed you have
bowed to me in reverent time
i'll let you back in when i still
and regain balance]]composure
i'll let you touch my soul again
when it has calmed
maybe
as i cross and re-cross my legs
i'll let you brush up against me
then push hard feeling my breasts
against your back
i'll let you look at me like that
with a flinty eye
and a suggestive mouth
fucker oh you fucker
love you like a clean house
ready with anticipation
the knocking of friendly knuckles
upon the door of pleasure
i'll let you use your fingers
such talented digits counting
i'll let you listen to me say
things that don't have meaning
to anybody else
except you
because you perceive
on that unspoken level
and it's our joy
like another language
translated instantaneously
between our foreheads
i'll let you bathe my mind
in the alpha patterns again
because that's where you
love to live and dream all day
and when we are both
45 beats per minute
it's fucking heaven
man
i figured it all out
and i still let you
now i have to give myself
room again
and i noticed you have
bowed to me in reverent time
i'll let you back in when i still
and regain balance]]composure
i'll let you touch my soul again
when it has calmed
maybe
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oh shoot, i love that
what's that gibran (sp?) says? [keep not one cup, but two, and each drink from the other's]
paraphrased from a 15 year old memory, but the sentiment never leaves me... (well.... almost never
love like a clean house is awesome
there is so much potential in this piece, but stuff's gotta be cleaned up a little bit,
because you precieve on that unspoken level - just get rid of that, the next two lines convey that without telling us
and the end, from it's fucking heaven man, just play around with that a little bit and tighten because this poem certainly has a lot of potential but it's still very raw
I will third the sentiment about "love you like a clean house"
That's pure genius, if you ask me. And you didn't. But it is anyway.
Beginning is gloriously strong... unravels a bit toward the end... but yah... fix her up and hot shit i'll print it out and hang it on my wall!