elusive trope – Page 2 – Words and Feathers

salted smiles (20160806)

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warm belly,
remember this ferocious desire
for you are a prisoner of
women wet with throbbing
sadness
sacred sex, porcelain hearts, salted smiles

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woman, you haunt me
your wild lips linger

delicious porcelain kisses
color of ocean glass
fever of salt
steel perfume

remember
you were universe two

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sordid and repulsive
i recall your languid arm
smooth as wax
your summer blood smeared
on my tongue
sweet skin whispering
please worship me

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bitter black moon
boils shadows and
ships hot red diamonds

worship is an apparatus
a tongue, a whisper

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an inverse
relationship–
as the space
between us two
has increased
we become less
less like friends, less like ourselves

a direct
relationship–
as the time
has decreased
of all our
conversations
the words themselves grow shorter

like a bird
it’s an event
when you move
my aim falters
you take flight
you disappear
and my field of view empties

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(This week it’s a Whitney; hat tip to Doug at Elusive Trope for introducing me to this form.)