I haven’t posted a poem in here for a little while … I have a couple I’ve written and have stashed away. I decided to ignite your passions with one today! Have you ever been in one of those moods where you don’t want to talk – just go at each other like animals?
Let’s not talk.
Let our language be one of action as hands converse with curves
As lips speak with volumes in the silence of a passionate kiss
Let’s orate with our auras as we merge in the pulsing of our heartbeats.
As breasts heave and nipples harden and sweat drips from overactive pores.
Let prayers scream from our worship of each other’s bodies
And let there be raw, natural, immediate penetration…
Not intellectual, but person to person, right now, in the physical.
Let’s not bore another second with needless words
Filling space between bodies with unnatural barriers of sound
For sometimes I don’t need to be wooed by your intellect.
I need you. Here. Now. As legs spread
Need is exposed in base, beautiful carnality
Speaking with symbols as tomes to a time of simplicity
Where what was desired was claimed with authority
Can we put the dictionary down tonight?
Can we wrestle using muscle instead of grey matter?
Let’s not talk, for tonight I don’t want to be wooed.