Tuesday, July 25, 2023

Poem: Not So Still

 

Not So Still

 

fingers of breeze,

flirty cool flames,

 

they immolate with air,

flicker over jawline,

across lips, behind lobes

 

to trickle my nape,

and pool in dips

where throat marries shoulder.

 

spine, nipples, abs,

a navel whirlpool-possess,

hex across my ass,


my penis and testicles,

 

backs of knees,

singing over calves to savor toes,

gone!  a genie of erotic smoke.





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1/30/24 mods

11/1/23  ... mods to the last line

8/11.... mods to make the poem more honest

7//26 ... "marries" replaces "joins" ... removed a word

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