There’s something raw and organic
About the way the human body
Arches and flexes and quivers
In the quiet darkness
Where pants and gasps
Fill the air with a charged pulse
The way the arms curve around the neck
And the flesh pulls against the skin
Taut, bend, flex
There is something honest
About the way
The body does not lie
The toes curl and the hips sway
When the silence is met like a lover
It’s just so fucking real, you know?
The shapes, the curves
Convex, concave then convex
The smearing of the lips
And resistance of the flesh
Whether they be between bed sheets or parked cars
The body lies writhing
The pulse, the sweat and curve of the waist
These are not the musings of the body
But the manifestations of the soul
First poem in a few months so excuse the probability of it being off and potentially disastrous
First time viewing your work. So far to say I'm impressed. I didn't find much wrong with the poem as it flows off the tongue nicely. Overall I enjoyed this.
This is astounding and magnificent, Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it and you have done just that with such elegant's; just wonderful.
Thanks so much as always!
It's amazing how you took something crude and made it eloquent. Fantastic writing~
It's so raw. It's like you took your emotions, slapped it on the page, and let themselves form words. Beautifully unfiltered!
Lovely writing. Intimate and personal.
You certainly know how to make a comeback, you've still got it and your command of poetry is still very much effecting and an inspiration to me.
Thank you, its a relief to know I'm not completely inarticulate and clumsy with my words, I hope to be able to write more frequently since I have more time on my hands, thank you so much for the support