you are my paper
i dip my fingers
deep into black ink
write words
on your skin
new words no one
can pronounce
except as a low moan
at the back
of the throat
chasing after air
long since escaped
the escape of air (20160602)
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Words and Feathers 
Even though this is a relatively short poem, the strength of it lies in the imagery and the considerations it evokes. It’s easy to see parity between the speaker and their significant with that of a poet and their medium, but to me this runs deeper than a poet/muse relationship.
I’m very fond of poetry which can use a relatively simple image in a way which seems so emotionally significant, it certainly doesn’t happen by accident!
I really like the ending of this one and how it speaks of eliciting a ‘wow’ which comes from deep within.
Thank you so much for your kind words.
Brilliant!
Thank you.
Damn. This is one hell of a seductive poem.
Thank you. I think I may have scared some of my usual commenters.
Scaring is good now and then. We live in the land of lotos-eaters.
Ah… That is no country for old men…
Intense, and brilliant! 🙂
Thank you!