Sunday 21 April 2013

Tell Me a Secret

 
Tell me a secret 
part of you I can treasure,
and revere, as essence 
of a closeness 
of hearts, 
give me open, and
welcoming arms 
that call, 
only my name,
out of longing and grace; 
let me watch as your seeking 
fingers trace in solace, all the rose-tint
of my gentle curves, 
tell me all the ways I can brighten
your world and lend me quiet moments 
to whisper these 
words that struggle
to form 
and decant; 
better yet let them be said 
with a tender, warm
hand 
and kisses like silk
or lace; 
better still to be drawn 
with a slow, 
dancing taste, of a tongue 
on fresh-salted skin;
the sort that frees 
sleeping truths 
from within all our deepest,
filthy-beautiful, 
and most cavernous 
parts: 
if naked and bare
we talk of our souls,
then we entrust our desires 
...and hearts. 
        
        

2 comments:

  1. I really like this moment in the poem:

    "let me watch as your seeking
    fingers trace in solace, all the rose-tint
    of my gentle curves, "

    Looking forward to today's National Poetry Month blog tour post!

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  2. This was my National Poetry Month blog tour post...posted night before due to looong days at work at the moment. Forgive me, I'm a novice! So glad you enjoyed it! :)

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