Soft, yet not like silk — this is soft like a bison’s lips nibbling on prairie grass; like a prairie dog’s warm nose, nuzzling another in a snug burrow; like a burrowing rabbit’s legs kicking, flopping ears across eyes, tooth, and claw; like claws of a cat withholding force just so in play with almost-prey.…
I will fall to follow I will fall to ground dirt smearing my face to follow I will fall to follow your subterranean descent dirt smears my face to find your descent so I may follow your hellish stairs I climb climb, clamber the stairs your spirit tumbled down to hell I shall tumble to…
Granite walls without grout, one slab, no bricks, erected tall and long, concentric circles starting tight around my heart, the widest one right beneath soft skin the world sees my faux armor – I found this rock, mined it myself, alone, as I was trained to be for eternity. My makers were dedicated, but they…
I wander by the water's edge, waiting for you to splash haphazardly in with no inhibitions. Only then will I trust enough to let the shallows lap at the tip of my big toe. An inch of bare skin is skinny-dipping in my mind. I watch the ripples cascade down your bare back. I want…
Vibrations of volcano glossolalia vibrato spark, fly, pour, run red rivulets, drip burning droplets into my canal. A tune of flames I feebly touch. Hot summer air from forgotten swamps carries bullfrog solace o'er meadows to my humble carbon home. A laugh — human? A laugh, not mocking but sweet, cooling the heat to soft…
I am a blue moon, harvest moon, blushing red over this autumn night before turning my full round face toward that sleeping shepherd, tanned from Helios even beneath me (ministrations I can never give despite my current fire). Kissing Endymion, I almost know what it is to be that sweet, sweltering sun I never see…
will you come leave me crumbling, shivering in spiraling quadrants, split in half and back again, whole while shattered in a thousand stars splintering the dark sky of the void my spirit ever drowns, oblivion beneath the surface… yet I float upon the shimmering tension like a water strider gliding past sparking carbon, diamond fires…
Dancing naked 'neath cascades, my eyes are blinded by the water as I face the safety of a dark cave. I feel nimble hands snake around me from a tall skeleton casting shadows, blocking the sun's diamonds from illuminating the red apple peel of my closed lids. I know it's you by the movement of skilled fingers supporting…
Praying as she preys and preying as she prays, she lays in wait for him to come too close. He, plump with sweet nectar, flashes glittering plumage before settling for a penny nap. Arms extend and she grasps fine fluff, pulls him in. He expected this. Nestled in pinching fingers, sharp pains send him chirping…
Ivy vines climb up my willow legs, wrapping, creeping, crawling, inching closer. I feel the twisting green leafy flesh embrace me as you, here at my feet. My branches bow to the sight of you. I surrender to the pleasure tickling my thighs as you grow to the sun mirrored on my face, brushing across…
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