09-25-2016, 06:36 AM
Listing towards the possibility of passion
and the promise of a perfectly held
pause, engulfed in hissing rainfall,
like brushes on a high-hat or sweeping
fingers through soft hair,
he and she begin to rupture.
Tension rises like a bolero back beat,
Whispers at first, then to a chorus, to a shout.
Desire is not smooth, nor meek.
It comes like the slowest surprise,
Like glacial realization
Grinding inevitably to that singular conclusion.
The shattering of poise and decorum
Free the pressing obsession
As longing chokes like a string of pearls
Or the swallowing of glass shards
‘Til the shuddering release,
The final masterful abandon,
Quivering like moonlight on the sea
Or swimming deep through a thousand kisses.
and the promise of a perfectly held
pause, engulfed in hissing rainfall,
like brushes on a high-hat or sweeping
fingers through soft hair,
he and she begin to rupture.
Tension rises like a bolero back beat,
Whispers at first, then to a chorus, to a shout.
Desire is not smooth, nor meek.
It comes like the slowest surprise,
Like glacial realization
Grinding inevitably to that singular conclusion.
The shattering of poise and decorum
Free the pressing obsession
As longing chokes like a string of pearls
Or the swallowing of glass shards
‘Til the shuddering release,
The final masterful abandon,
Quivering like moonlight on the sea
Or swimming deep through a thousand kisses.