Two Possibilities .....Just A Split Second Away.
Two Possibilities: Just A Split Second Away....
For The Possibilities Of Two.
"Sometimes poetry
can only be written
in the flesh".....
There's little to
be said here.
Fingers wrapped
around a pen
cannot compare,
to my fingers
grasping yours.
Poetic words
are but birds,
flighty little things,
while my affection
is more gravity bound
around you.
You inspire me
best in the
silent heat
of your gaze,
mesmerizing me
with coquettish teases.
Let my lips
take a leap of faith
sailing through
the vast emptiness,
to find purchase beyond
all the world's wealth,
in the blissful bond of
your own lips parted.
Much will be
spoken there,
breathtaking
expressions
mimed in flesh,
as we become
the poetry
that now
eludes me.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX