my fingers
strong yet supple
rub insistently
along your firm lines
massaging hard-working grime
from your weary edges.
with emphatic strokes
I work you into a lather
as we
release
tensions of the day.
damp and shining
we lay prone
your face a shimmering
reflection of my
earnest exertion
when you paint me
will I flow from your brush
cerulean and magenta profusions
my intimate sins
bleeding O’Keeffe’s rainbows
stunning explosions
across your pages?
or will you sketch me
in botanic taxonomy
skunk cabbage petals
heavy with heat crimp
pinned and labeled
for methodical scrutiny?
you buzz about my petals
alight instinctive
vibrations
I anticipate your sting
my eyes
launch celestial rockets
from limpid labyrinthine pools
spark interest
blur your vision
my murmurs
Calliope elegiac symphonies
sway limbs rhythmic
tilt you off-kilter
my touch
feathered fingertip graze
flutters kaleidoscope of butterflies
incites your insides
to inebriated riot
my kiss
spiced violet blackberry
lingers on your tongue
leggy blushes
beyond the pale
in vino vertigo
savoring languorous sips
my skin
subsumes your senses
intoxicates
your thumb on my hipbone
gentle yet substantial
gravity
sinks arches of us
into the sultry fabric
of the July night
lazy circling caresses
heated friction
loop fractals of demurement
humming unmurmured
through cricketing air
fingertipped claiming
sizzles on contact
neurons whorl and swirl
sensory surround sound
imprints sensual tattoo
where your skin touches mine
when she least expected it
they threw her a party
it was a fabulously festive fete
decorated in lavish
ballooned festoonery
hued in iridescent luminosity
tinted in fairy twinkling stardust
there was no calendared occasion
for this carousel of carousing choruses
chambered in octet octaves
orchestrated by rocking seraphim
harmonizing with oceanic refrains
breezing on celestial whispers
sung in angelic dulcet tones
the banquet was catered
by Dionysian attendants
bearing fruits of Gaia’s garden
reaped under harvest moon
cornucopia’d on Celtic crystal
draughted with Ambrosia
dribbled fingertips to lips
the ambience was perfumed
with subtle scent selections
wafting hints of honeysuckle
floating through tunnels
of aromatic essence
fragranced in lavendered layers
spiced with redolent seduction
they decked her out in haute couture
choreographing costume changes
tantalizing skin softly
draped in diaphanous silks
bewinged of gossamer feathers
cloaks of cascading chiffon
her words outdid themselves
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violets warble
haunting buttercup hymns
arouse the goddess
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