Pen is mightier than the sword
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
NEXT DAY.......
Eyes slowly opening to you
trying to remember. Yes remember
how beauty became my night
and a continuation the morning after
Was it the Dinner and Château St Michelle
the convo to get to know
maybe the reggae dance under blue lights
or was it the long drive,
windows down
drinking more wine,
Maybe the music played seduction
I think it was the long walk
while me holding your hand
poetically talking
My vision is coming clearer
you sleep with a smile of happiness
I’m wondering if she knows she is here
what could her dreams paint in images
that makes her sleep this late
oxygen inhaling deep like “yes”
smelling her on me
light cold soils still stains the sheets
her skin so soft
I couldn't help but to slowly lift the sheets and peek
HEAVEN
I pulled her close
getting that flash of last nights beginnings
long kiss good night
invitation for a night cap
7 mins after 3am
but my pinnacle stands at 12:04
hands racing down her hips
while our lips kissed in communication
slow dancing or gyrating to no music
this wasn't the plan
no one night stand
but we fell,
then we laid
explored each other bodies
in front of open shades
powerful touches turned to silent screams
penetration force screaming of names
two figures becoming one shadow on the wall
bass booming from headboard knocking
foamed mattress becomes are applause in squeaking
and the finale-
releases, beyond volcanic eruption
our bodies shaking like hypothermia victims
locked in our holds as if it was life threatening
while the night finally sleeps
She finally awakens, with the same smile -
she had in her sleep
her lips touch my skin to say hello
and the episode to the NEXT DAY began.
By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner
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