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Kisses to be my breath

August 15, 2014

An orgasm invites the need to write
to you in the deep dark
depths of my soul
with plenty of alliteration
and metaphors to make your senses
flirt with mine.
I hear that voluptuous voice
it seduces me
into bringing out the demons
pounding against a wall
a chair
a board
a bed
in my head
trying to find
the questions I never asked
or forget the ones I did.

In the bloom
you said you liked my skin
but I forget you now
way before you ever did.

I’ve done bad things
I must confess
I’ve been so good
I must digress
you watch me undress
as I fling the clothes
dance to no tune
it’s my eyes, you say
your tone deep and rough
keep them open
watch me
as I let you do
what you want
everything is forgotten
all your kisses
consume me
rattle
and betray me.

I want your kisses to be my breath
as you continue
your entry
into my soul.

Don’t stop.

Christina Strigas

Comments:

4

  1. [ Smiles ] Remarkable poetry!

    1. Chrissy says:

      Thank you so much! Glad you enjoyed…

      1. [ Smiles ] You are welcome, Chrissy.

        It was a fabulous poem!

        1. Chrissy says:

          Curtsy to you;)

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