spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
on a mild and drizzly afternoon
curled up on the porch swing
my cheek resting upon my wrist
creak-creak, creak-creak
gently swaying
rain pounding down the roof
grey clouds pregnant to bursting
thunder boom, I smile
it’s the aching memories
the timber of your voice
caressing me and
how I long for your body
pressed against my skin and
your fingers threading my hair
as our lips hungrily
clash and join and mold together
our tongues thrusting, slithering
breaths in ragged gasps and sighs
my name, yours overlapping
two become one
nostrils flaring, the scent of us
flesh on ravenous flesh
sliding together just as easily as
the rain slips noiselessly
down the saturated roof
boom-boom-boom
creak-creak sigh
then your voice calls
through the screened window
I smile, new memories to be made
the dreaming rain can wait
tara caribou | ©2022 revised from my original poem “down the eaves”
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Beautiful sensuous imagery, Tara! Really brings the scene to life 🙂
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Thanks Tom. I’m glad you liked it.
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the nicest daydream … the wandering mind … very nice!
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Especially the part about the rain! 😁
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The power of a creative mind ✨ immortalizing sensations 🔥
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Oh you know me… lover of rain and all that. 💦
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Tara Caribou – Dreaming and called to the now
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Thank you for sharing another of my pieces! I really do appreciate it.
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You’re welcome – it is beautiful
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Very sensual and heartfelt. And beautiful. It placed me right in the middle of the scene.
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I’m so glad you liked this Nitin. And I’m happy to see you again!!
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Oh I love that new memory is to be made.
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Yes! I wanted that ache to be juxtaposed with hope.
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Oh this is so gorgeous, so very beautiful!! I love how it ends with new possiblities.
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Yes! I like the hope and future linked with past beauty.
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love the concept of ‘dreaming rain’ 🙂
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Thanks Robert! Me too.
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Lovely and comforting. Paradoxically warming in it’s existence… and great title!
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Thank You Mark!
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This is so lovely!
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Thank you Bridgette! 😌
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Beautifully crafted, Tara. 🙂
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Thank you Jane.
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Wow, breathtaking and captivating. Beautifully written!
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Thank you Simone!
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