Ripples
Two ripe, moisture-dappled lips
Hunger, unabated, for what lies behind
Entranced by your gaze, I dive ... down ... deep
Rings upon rings, smooth, symmetrical
Indefectible flowing furrows of faultless fluidity
Pulsating circles of rhythmic energy, ever outward
Perfect toroidal expressions of a language, liquid
Loops of sublime, running succession
Ever ordered and expanding ...
Sound? Water? Thought?
Oh, such moments for us are not now abounding
Forever, it seems, has its compass after all
Outward, the repeating circuits continue
Under a perfectly sorrowful moon, you shed a carnal tear
Red lips turn to plum, and taste as sweet as
Porcelain, your skin glows behind your herbal tresses, fallen
As silk, the strands mix with our mouths and tongues
Sweet, deep, like cotton candy, our lips melt ... one
Seductive and divine, (the first ring of our prurience)
Intertwined, another kiss - immersed, liquescent, (the next ring)
Outward they spread - kiss, touch, explore (rings) ... more ...
Now, endless ... and ever ... the ripples of our passion.
~ 7th Place ~ in the "Ripples In the Water Poetry Contest", Nayda Ivette Negron, Judge & Sponsor.
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