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cherry-stems








there is

something different in this

slide of skin, this

golden touch where our lips graze. we

slip like colts, laughing & young

again. your fingers tracing me, painting me

in bursting suns & the dapples

of afternoon, tracing shadows & valleys

in the quiver of my pulse, in

that seamless join of you on me in –

and

we are breathless, gasped

& unison-ed,

atoned, lifted & joined &

                                                weightless -

                                                                              -



(until trembling, we tumble

together)













Author notes

intended as gay, Tyler, but I guess 'explicit' doesn't come naturally in poetry (to me), so could be read as is wished by the audience. (I imagine you can guess who; I may try again in the morning)

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  • Tangled Angle
    August 1, 2008

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    *sigh* this was beautiful.

    "your fingers tracing me, painting me
    in bursting suns & the dapples
    of afternoon, tracing shadows & valleys
    in the quiver of my pulse, in
    that seamless join of you on me"

    genius. just amazing. i love it!


  • SurelyWritten
    July 29, 2008

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    By the AP "Line Numbers" feature, lines thirteen through sixteen, were my favorites. The wording was simple, unified. I love the completeness of the poem, and the fact that it lacks vulgarity. Well done, and good luck in Tyler's contest.


    Shirley


  • freestallion
    July 28, 2008
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    This is really lovely. The format is so unique and I love how it contributes to the airy, lightweight feel of the poem. I really related to it and it brought out great imagery.

    Especially like this part:

    your fingers tracing me, painting me
    in bursting suns & the dapples
    of afternoon, tracing shadows & valleys
    in the quiver of my pulse


  • CarCrashHumor
    July 28, 2008

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    "we

    slip like colts, laughing & young

    again. your fingers tracing me, painting me

    in bursting suns & the dapples

    of afternoon, tracing shadows & valleys

    in the quiver of my pulse"

    I absolutely adore this.
    it's simply perfect.


  • Uniquely-Scarred
    July 27, 2008
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    FANTASTIC!!!!! I LOVE THIS, I WOULD GIVE THIS THE GOLD

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