Twice we met
with un-greeted glances
street wise senses
that arouse the sensual
a silent
lock of eyes
internal moans
escaping as small sighs
parting my thighs
and the mystery of the mastery
of your fingers
playing me
sweat drenched
hard against
my sweet tremble
I mumble
more...
shivers slither down my spine
my knees
my stomach tied
in a dance of thighs
and legs entwined
while you dine
on mine
sweet street wise
Going back a bit on what i said for "10 words" this is kinda in the middle. Is a beautifull to look at construction of words that bounce along happily and joyfully with their neighbours, but the poem as a whole doesn't really engage me, due to the fact it's essentially a bunch of sensual words, with little narrative. However, i do LOVE this line:
"shivers slither down my spine"
Makes my spine shudder to read it! Brilliant.