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 send that throw away phrase,
"Whatever you want.”
I want to speak your name gliding on
hidden secrets the way dandelions
whisper yellow dreams through an
open field of wide, blue-eyed daisies.
I want to sink inside seduction
dive down,
lemon dewy layers,
chasing the taste of silent words
sliding down My throat
yet, still 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 flame 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 tongues
that slip
off lips and sail into stars
a collision
of immeasurable proportion!
Our sacred silhouette,
complicated
yet our entwined design,
proves perfectly fitted-
Silken wrapped kisses;
sleeved and gloved,
captures, enraptures
a moment,
a beat-
Our Hearts Speak-
in sync and rhythm,
a touch and squeeze,
taut and firm,
or simply,
just sweet nestled love...
I want to laugh so hard
that one of us snorts out loud-
(Probably me)
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 a Full Body Memory
deep inside
the other’s interpretation?
Can you sense me long
and tender, without time,
intent or destination?
Can you withstand eternity,
soak your sorrows
into ripened earth
like how rose powder perfume
falls onto fresh, clean skin?
Can you know my name, naked
surrender, onto crimson-stained
kisses in full bloom..?
I want to be Discovered
Discovering you-
I want to excavate your mind
into wild orchid butterflies
scoop up your dreams,
like blueberry pie.
I love blueberry pie...
I want to know enough about you
that I feel secure inside - you.
That I may give of myself,
precious and 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 want to be touched, deeply
emotionally, feel depths
unknown
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,
calm and beautiful.
I want to Love,
deeply and completely.
All I want, is a simple moment
quiet and still and somehow,
be changed in a very good way.
- Tiny Poet, 2016
along a message board discontent.
Each strike; letter, vowel, consonant,
sound, crumbles and crumbs,
destitute of familiar and natural intent.
Then you send that throw away phrase,
"Whatever you want.”
I want to speak your name gliding on
hidden secrets the way dandelions
whisper yellow dreams through an
open field of wide, blue-eyed daisies.
I want to sink inside seduction
dive down,
lemon dewy layers,
chasing the taste of silent words
sliding down My throat
yet, still 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 flame 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 tongues
that slip
off lips and sail into stars
a collision
of immeasurable proportion!
Our sacred silhouette,
complicated
yet our entwined design,
proves perfectly fitted-
Silken wrapped kisses;
sleeved and gloved,
captures, enraptures
a moment,
a beat-
Our Hearts Speak-
in sync and rhythm,
a touch and squeeze,
taut and firm,
or simply,
just sweet nestled love...
I want to laugh so hard
that one of us snorts out loud-
(Probably me)
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 a Full Body Memory
deep inside
the other’s interpretation?
Can you sense me long
and tender, without time,
intent or destination?
Can you withstand eternity,
soak your sorrows
into ripened earth
like how rose powder perfume
falls onto fresh, clean skin?
Can you know my name, naked
surrender, onto crimson-stained
kisses in full bloom..?
I want to be Discovered
Discovering you-
I want to excavate your mind
into wild orchid butterflies
scoop up your dreams,
like blueberry pie.
I love blueberry pie...
I want to know enough about you
that I feel secure inside - you.
That I may give of myself,
precious and 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 want to be touched, deeply
emotionally, feel depths
unknown
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,
calm and beautiful.
I want to Love,
deeply and completely.
All I want, is a simple moment
quiet and still and somehow,
be changed in a very good way.
- Tiny Poet, 2016