HungryA Poem by Butch Decatoria
How can I perfect our exchange words, hands, hips, noxious need... Can't escape your food the whitecap rippled ways it spoons me at night in dreams, in soft, careful showers with my determination and just an inflamed image, your lovely jacinth body joust hard in lawless bedsheets...
How can I stay lies, sex, diplomacy ? fevered story - you're set to leave tethered to airplane with California wings... I remind you : can't escape your food the lurid, lurking ways it shapes me makes me crave your lick. Steamed locomotion...
The incomparable wickedness you throw me... But then again, I don't wanna be the ball in a game bounced against the wall and back again; you have your credence, crusade or crush, distance don't mind me I'll just go hungry. It's not enough... © 2008 Butch Decatoria |
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Added on April 3, 2008 Last Updated on April 3, 2008 AuthorButch DecatoriaLas Vegas, NVAbout"I cannot wait to see tomorrow, but I will live like--I just couldn't wait!" --yours truly "In The Church of (My) Life, Love is Worship" -- yours truly Lets101 Quizzes - Fun quizzes for blog .. more..Writing
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