spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Slide your hands across my ribs
Lick my neck and pull me closer
Push yourself deeper
Deeper into my slippery pink heart
My glossy blue eyes flare wide
Then drift silently closed with a sigh
Let your sly tongue ravish my mind
I’m open, open wide and gasping
Astonishment and wonder blankets my cheeks
Lift this veil of stars from my forehead
Kiss my eyes and bring your world
Everything you are and crash into me
tara caribou | ©2019
original artwork and the occasional rant
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
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Would you settle for a fender bender… instead of a full on crash?
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hhhmmm…. I think, yes, yes I would.
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Doesn’t have the same ring to it, though. Maybe less whiplash.
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Beauty at its best. Very lovely indeed.
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Thank you. I appreciate that.
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Love the tenderness in this! 🙂
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Thank you
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If only I could, I would. Beautiful.
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