POEMS FROM PASSION
Written by - J. Circosta
Inside Each Other's Kiss
Listen, for that life netted in your mouth, my love.
It's like how blue-eyed butterflies kiss the tips
of orange-lipped buttercups, she said.
Her voice was sweet like sounds of satin sung
by sweet songbirds singing their secrets.
Her praises of him,
outstretched and raw just beyond his reach.
She whirs and whistles liquid notes,
a soft spoken tune, her pretty mouth persuades
such pleasing lips to part that space defined
Behind Universal Eyes
silent tongues understand what is understood-
It was her longing that filled the neutral glaze
of his soul.
He etched creation into the colors of her breath.
She carved, her spirit into his bones-
He marked her frame with trails of gemstones.
Pink Opal, open-mouthed diffracted light;
orange, blue-green, magenta stolen night,
steeping, steaming Sapphire skin
they held each other close with a longing,
desires grin.
Blue Moonstone Chandra night,
he charged all 10 horses, a glorious white!
She laid open, ready, wide
under Moonstone cluster's countryside.
Little whispers of his loving whimpers,
uttered sweet Lavender Jade, his fragrance
growing wild inside her plump red garden.
Blue Lace honey dipped thighs, bare
Ocean Jasper blush, his scarlet, soaked
fingertips sculpting, painting, pulsing,
scented blood-
Her sweet and salty stain swept underneath
his clothes, she unbuttons the underbelly
of his love.
He took hold of her face, dripping
awe-stricken wonder, Her eyes
Real Eyes,
realize the meaning of his gaze.
Sip slowly, he said.
Be deliberate, coat your throat velvet,
purple plum pleasures slip and scream
Emerald Green Aventurine!
Our heat, embedded in the longest overture.
Our song, suave and staccato in the wind.
Long... Deep... Breaths...
Breathing... Heaving... Chests...
Rest.
Rest, inside a red sea joined collectively
Inside Each Other's Kiss.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet, 2016
Listen, for that life netted in your mouth, my love.
It's like how blue-eyed butterflies kiss the tips
of orange-lipped buttercups, she said.
Her voice was sweet like sounds of satin sung
by sweet songbirds singing their secrets.
Her praises of him,
outstretched and raw just beyond his reach.
She whirs and whistles liquid notes,
a soft spoken tune, her pretty mouth persuades
such pleasing lips to part that space defined
Behind Universal Eyes
silent tongues understand what is understood-
It was her longing that filled the neutral glaze
of his soul.
He etched creation into the colors of her breath.
She carved, her spirit into his bones-
He marked her frame with trails of gemstones.
Pink Opal, open-mouthed diffracted light;
orange, blue-green, magenta stolen night,
steeping, steaming Sapphire skin
they held each other close with a longing,
desires grin.
Blue Moonstone Chandra night,
he charged all 10 horses, a glorious white!
She laid open, ready, wide
under Moonstone cluster's countryside.
Little whispers of his loving whimpers,
uttered sweet Lavender Jade, his fragrance
growing wild inside her plump red garden.
Blue Lace honey dipped thighs, bare
Ocean Jasper blush, his scarlet, soaked
fingertips sculpting, painting, pulsing,
scented blood-
Her sweet and salty stain swept underneath
his clothes, she unbuttons the underbelly
of his love.
He took hold of her face, dripping
awe-stricken wonder, Her eyes
Real Eyes,
realize the meaning of his gaze.
Sip slowly, he said.
Be deliberate, coat your throat velvet,
purple plum pleasures slip and scream
Emerald Green Aventurine!
Our heat, embedded in the longest overture.
Our song, suave and staccato in the wind.
Long... Deep... Breaths...
Breathing... Heaving... Chests...
Rest.
Rest, inside a red sea joined collectively
Inside Each Other's Kiss.
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet, 2016
