Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Cunnilinguistics

Overtures
to silent pleasure
yearning lingual urges.

Fille en fleur,
flume doused fire:
the profuse sudden surge.

Colonnades,
a sacred place,
relief of torrent rapture.

Clitoris
of pistil beauty
and spring rain dampened after.

Lambent lips
reposing over
her stomach’s lily languor.

Cheek bone on hip:
vellus hairs
and eye lashes are dancers.

Though the sighs
of other lovers,
lust heaving in their chests,

seashell thighs
clasped firm around
a cove of ocean breath,

reach animated
exclamations,
it’s sandy cinema sex,

sans spray,
and I mourn
the way her waves

arrested my rhythm.

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