Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Sandbar
Posted on September 18, 2020 by tara caribou
Oh how my thighs miss the graze of your teeth, bruises as badges
The heat of your breath on my silky petals, the taste of your magnificent tongue
My nails graze my belly on up beneath my breasts, soft skin whimpering
How the curve of my back where it joins my ass, shadows of your fingers gliding
A burning trail of lips, the tip of your tongue, an ice cube along my shoulder and neck
That soft place at my inner elbow to my tender wrist, suction and smell
You’d kiss my feet gently, I loved it, hated it
Your thumb stroking my cheek, turning toward you, half a smile, caressing my lip instead, exposing my teeth, my tongue curling around that pad, a sharp intake of breath and your eyes lifted and I saw fire there beneath those deep dilated discs
I became whole and completely disintegrated when your soul washed over mine. A wave crashing on my shore, shattering me, a million grains mixed, swirling, being swept along as you pulled back away. Again and again you formed and reformed me. I’m an ever-changing sandbar, with you, the force that shapes me.
The last time I felt your lips brush mine, I stood stiffly as if will alone would hold my heart together, yet the moment you turned your back my dam broke and I lay here memories upon memories. Grains of you and I, eddies amongst the tide pools of who we once were.
tara caribou | ©2020
Read this and more like it in my poetry book, Fallen Star Rising.
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Category: PoetryTags: Beach, Book Excerpts, Erotic, Indie Author, Longing, Love, Nature, Ocean, Poem, Poetry, Prose, Publish, Relationship, Romance
Raw Earth Ink 
Well damn!
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Thanks. This one feels special to me.
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It is almost as if this is the perfect culmination of so much of what you write about. You are really putting out some amazing work.
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Wow. Stories. I am… wow. Yeah. This piece feels very special to me. Maybe… that’s why. Does this mean I’m done writing?? hhmmm
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Yup, you’re done. Now what are you going to do?
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Go back to tattooing??
Or, oh I know, could I find happiness as a miniature donkey cuddler?? That’s a thing, I’m sure it is.
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I 100% support you in whatever you choose to do but if you start spooning little donkeys I will never come visit you.
But I will secretly look at pictures of you doing so.
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Hahaha!! Deal. Fine. As much as I want my own miniature donkey… I’d give up that dream just to make sure you come visit me someday.
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Deal.
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That, my friend, is utterly powerful. So well done!!
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Thanks Bill! I so appreciate that.
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My pleasure!!
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i’m not one normally without words but after three times through this all i have are metaphors that seem weak and lifeless compared to what i read.
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Oh Mike! That’s wonderful. Thanks for reading. It means the world to me.
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I mean… Tara… Wow!
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Oh! Thanks Matthias. So much.
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You are one talented woman, so. 🙂
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Oh! Thank you!!
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Totally relate
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I like the way you built up the emotions, each layer becoming more intense, until the second to the last stanza, which was a perfect transition that allowed everything to sink in, and in the conclusion, the dam breaks, and all the emotions pour out. Nicely written. Brian
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Thanks Brian. This piece is special to me for some reason. It took me a couple days to craft, sadly, as I felt it just wasn’t right…. until suddenly it was. I read it carefully before I scheduled it and I thought similar to your comment. So, thank you. I really appreciate that.
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Very powerful writing, so beautiful and sensuous. I love the image of the sea and the waves crashing connected with love and passion. The water element is related to our emotions and feelings.
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Right. I actually recorded this one today down at the beach. I’m not sure I’ll post it but yes, I do identify with the ocean and rain myself.
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Great sensual imagery accentuated by the crashing waves – beautiful work!
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Thanks Tom!
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Very Well-done Tara… 🙂 ❤
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I think I have run aground on an emotional sandbar like that a time or two in my days adrift on this sea.
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Then you know exactly how I was feeling, Pete. 💕 Thanks for sharing.
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I do not know exactly how you feel but hold your hand from afar as a kindred spirit. and survivor.
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Well, yes, that’s what I meant. Thank you for following along on the journey.
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Gorgeously sensual, Tara. I could breath in every moment of this.
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Awww Chris… thank you for your wonderful comment. You just made my day. I’m so pleased this piece touched you. 💕
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You’re more than welcome. Thank you for writing such wonderful words.
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