Positions. Horizontal – is me, lying there, like bleeding rose petals spread neatly on purpose in the bed where no one has come to play in a short while; horizontal – is me, beaten to pieces from the dreadful longing for your touch and there’s nothing I can do about having you near; horizontal -is me, missing you badly and desperately wishing you were here… Vertical – is me, the beautiful Canary song bird chirping happily about the thought of you returning from the long tiresome road; vertical – is me, wrapped in your arms covered in your merciless kisses and I don’t need to breathe anymore; vertical – is me, surrendering to the high of you whispering my name and lifted above the feathery clouds of the steam arising from the restless flesh… Spiral – is me, twisted around you like the green leafed vine that needs to grow attached to the stubborn wall that refuses to let her go; spiral – is me, the slowly free falling crystal bead counting only the thrill of lust in your glass sand clock… Diagonal -is me, and you messily entangled, passionately intertwined in that cherry wooden box, big enough only for the two of us where moans and screams echo in synch within the skin colored sheets; diagonal – is me, deliriously crawling under your skin… Littoral – is me, the sensual overwhelming blue wave the liquid playground to your rocky heart; littoral -is me, as close as I’ll ever get to your mermaid infested shore… On top – is finally you, covering my flustered, shivering flesh staring deep into my olive eyes uttering “mine, mine, you’re mine!” ©Kozi Nasi (October, 2012)
Posted on: Fri, 19 Jul 2013 21:43:19 +0000
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