GOOD LOVE DOESN'T HURT
Thumb prints tap tentatively,
along a message board discontent
each strike;
letter, vowel,
consonant, sound
crumbles and crumbs, destitute
of familiar and natural intent
then you say, "Whatever you want-"
I want to speak your name, gliding
on hidden secrets the way dandelions
whisper white wishes
through an open field of wide,
blue-eyed daisies.
I want to sink inside seduction,
diving down,
lemon dewy layers, chasing
the smooth taste of silent words,
sliding down My throat while
smoldering in Your belly.
Go on-
catch me wild,
stolen and starved
by your amorous gaze
across a table draped and bare,
where we’re far enough to burn
slow... tension... between
but still sizzle nearby and behind
amber, inferno eyes.
I want to gaze black cherry wine
with just the right amount of burgundy
buzz dripping off my fingertips,
have you drink my dreams and drunk
on rich, ruddy thoughts
wondering and waiting, if I feel it too..?
I want to share the scent and language
of infinity-
speak in silver stained tongues
that slips off lips and sails into stars,
a collision of measurable proportion!
Our sacred silhouette, complicated
yet our entwined design, proves
perfectly fitted-
Sleeved and gloved,
silken wrapped tongues;
capture, enrapture,
a moment,
a beat-
Our Hearts Speak, in ways that move
in sync and rhythm, a touch and squeeze
taut and firm or simply still,
sweet nestled love...
I want to laugh so hard that one of us
snorts out loud-
Yes, it's embarrassing but it’s so funny
we just keep laughing and laughing...
and laughing...
That's right,
can you ingest such curiosity
into a new world of discovery,
take on Full Body Memory,
deep inside the others interpretation?
Can you sense me long and tender,
without time, intent or destination
but only quiet, calm concentration?
Can you withstand eternity and soak
your sorrows into ripened earth,
like how rose powder perfume falls
onto fresh and softened skin?
Can you know my name naked,
surrender onto crimson kisses stained,
in full bloom..?
I want to be Discovered - Discovering you.
I want to excavate your mind into wild
orchid butterflies and scoop up your
dreams like blueberry pie.
I love blueberry pie...
I want to know enough about you,
that I am secure Inside - You.
That I may give of my precious self
freely, without hesitation or resolve-
I want to be silent expansion,
close and cozy,
chuckling with the funny parts
and crying with the tender parts.
I don't know, maybe kiss away
a few tears or just feel
the tenderness of another's heart
beating in time, with mine-
Can that happen?
Can we fall free and unabashed
into the blood and bones
the anatomy, of safe and secure love?
What do I want?
I want to slip into you and stow away
I want to sleep long and deep
and calm and beautiful.
I want to Love,
deeply and completely.
What I want,
all that I want is a simple moment,
quiet and still and somehow,
be changed in a very good way.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet, 2016
Thumb prints tap tentatively,
along a message board discontent
each strike;
letter, vowel,
consonant, sound
crumbles and crumbs, destitute
of familiar and natural intent
then you say, "Whatever you want-"
I want to speak your name, gliding
on hidden secrets the way dandelions
whisper white wishes
through an open field of wide,
blue-eyed daisies.
I want to sink inside seduction,
diving down,
lemon dewy layers, chasing
the smooth taste of silent words,
sliding down My throat while
smoldering in Your belly.
Go on-
catch me wild,
stolen and starved
by your amorous gaze
across a table draped and bare,
where we’re far enough to burn
slow... tension... between
but still sizzle nearby and behind
amber, inferno eyes.
I want to gaze black cherry wine
with just the right amount of burgundy
buzz dripping off my fingertips,
have you drink my dreams and drunk
on rich, ruddy thoughts
wondering and waiting, if I feel it too..?
I want to share the scent and language
of infinity-
speak in silver stained tongues
that slips off lips and sails into stars,
a collision of measurable proportion!
Our sacred silhouette, complicated
yet our entwined design, proves
perfectly fitted-
Sleeved and gloved,
silken wrapped tongues;
capture, enrapture,
a moment,
a beat-
Our Hearts Speak, in ways that move
in sync and rhythm, a touch and squeeze
taut and firm or simply still,
sweet nestled love...
I want to laugh so hard that one of us
snorts out loud-
Yes, it's embarrassing but it’s so funny
we just keep laughing and laughing...
and laughing...
That's right,
can you ingest such curiosity
into a new world of discovery,
take on Full Body Memory,
deep inside the others interpretation?
Can you sense me long and tender,
without time, intent or destination
but only quiet, calm concentration?
Can you withstand eternity and soak
your sorrows into ripened earth,
like how rose powder perfume falls
onto fresh and softened skin?
Can you know my name naked,
surrender onto crimson kisses stained,
in full bloom..?
I want to be Discovered - Discovering you.
I want to excavate your mind into wild
orchid butterflies and scoop up your
dreams like blueberry pie.
I love blueberry pie...
I want to know enough about you,
that I am secure Inside - You.
That I may give of my precious self
freely, without hesitation or resolve-
I want to be silent expansion,
close and cozy,
chuckling with the funny parts
and crying with the tender parts.
I don't know, maybe kiss away
a few tears or just feel
the tenderness of another's heart
beating in time, with mine-
Can that happen?
Can we fall free and unabashed
into the blood and bones
the anatomy, of safe and secure love?
What do I want?
I want to slip into you and stow away
I want to sleep long and deep
and calm and beautiful.
I want to Love,
deeply and completely.
What I want,
all that I want is a simple moment,
quiet and still and somehow,
be changed in a very good way.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet, 2016
