her name

her name

A Poem by m.s.early

There is grace in her throat when she sings my name;
it is wet on her lips perched like doves 
in the roses taking flight.

Once her breasts heave and the air is flushed,
my name raises avidly in bi-tonal fluted chords,
bracing her elbows against my chest
and struggling to release her harmony
in my patient ears.

My love stews her name viciously.

It is katzenjammer and clangor
once it pumps from my diaphragm deranged,
a din fracturing the air around us;
its potency observed when my hands grip her waist
and clutch her to delve in her,
to withdraw from her.

Her name is planed between abrasive clenched jaws
while mine flitters gently back down among us.

Hers is replaced by devouring it, becoming it
while mine licks her lips with glistening
and waits to kiss again.

© 2014 m.s.early


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I love the whole structure of your poem , specially the beginning...It flows very nice, from image and imagination -to activity and desire, The sensuality grows, with mixed emotions and compilation between yin and yang, innocent touch and vicious grip...All is striving to perfect harmony of woman. her name matters.
Lovely piece ♥

::n.nour ::
::03.014::

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Thank you for such a thoughtful review :)
So passionate!! Really enjoyed reading this!

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Thank you much Whitney :)
'My love stews her name viciously.'

some great images in this, i particularly liked 'perched like doves in the roses taking flight' and 'abrasive clenched jaws'. this is well-written breathing of sensuality and sophistication with startling contrasts. fantastic.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for reviewing. You're review is encouraging :)
Woo, this couldn't have blown my skirt up any higher, did you hear that katzenjammer sound...I loved it first stanza to last. This takes flight off your page like cooing doves my friend....stellar.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

(: thank you Frieda. Be careful with that skirt :)
Good show..

Keep Sharing..

Good Wishes..!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

(: thank you so much for reading :)
' .. Her name is planed between abrasive clenched jaws ~ while mine flitters gently back down among us.. .. '

Without any doubt - this can be termed a Winter poem, most definitely saves on the heating! Your words are threaded with great and deliberate care, passion at each link. Unusual wording, pointing the reader into a new direction. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

(: thank you for saying so Emma. Your thoughts are greatly appreciated. :)
This is filled of passion.. i loved it ..
you last stanza is amazing :)
well done :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

Thank you stars. I'm glad you enjoyed reading this :)
stars are far

10 Years Ago

my pleasure :)
Passion and urgency in every line it has got to be one of your best and I love them all so ....:P(oh yes I did)hahaha

Posted 10 Years Ago


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m.s.early

10 Years Ago

That's so kind of you Vidya. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)
(You had to go there didn't you lol)
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Hahaha yes I am cheeky that way :)
brings to mind the moment of simultaneous ecstasy sustained between two lovers who have a fierce desire for one another and immortalizing it in verse. sensual and classy. leaves me breathless.

Posted 10 Years Ago


m.s.early

10 Years Ago

thank you mocking bird. catch your breath. then, you can enjoy it again. ;)
Mockingbird

10 Years Ago

promises, promises...

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