Tuesday, April 13, 2010

words cannot describe what its like...

Its like; tugging a shoelace knot, tight and contort, and unraveling it; a sense of release, intense with each surge, leaving you with an urge for more as it draws away, like the lapping of ocean waves. Persistently nudging yet not quite reaching there, mounting knowledge that its coming, its coming, its coming. Pressing like a full bladder, gasps as it seeps through, uncontrollable like shaking thighs, flowing like a young stream down a rocky mountain side, playful, rushing, splashing, sparkling like beads of sweat dotted on concave foreheads, clinging like a child’s hand on the hem of their mother dress, clinging like they never want to let go. Let go, and emptiness rushes to fill your place like a vacuum, devote of your noise, sight, taste, touch and smell, i can not breath until you plunge back through, like a diver piercing the freavolent surface of the sea, deep dark and blue, breath held, swimming…pushing through…like a volcanic eruption spitting fire, lust, love, steam, leaving smudged hand-prints and kisses on foggy windowsills. fingers woven like fine fabric, like that which lines your pillow that gently cresses your cheek as you fall into sweet satisfied slumber, in an intimate hold, from which fantasies unfold…

6 comments:

eizzy.k said...

but i tried anyways...

jny23 said...

You just didnt try, that was one nice piece.
See, you still gat yo skills.

How you doing my little lovely friend?

blogoratti said...

Pretty cool..yea.

willpress said...

You sure tried!!! Been long, ur abscence started being subject to a Truth Commission on the disappearance of certain Ugandan Citizens.

Payo said...

You tried pretty well!!
You are being badly missed btw

El Militant said...

hey! I've missed your twisted reality... :)