guilty pleasures

 guilty pleasures

 

 

as my knees wobbled,

your lips rewrote our language

we spoke in tongues

only the two of us could translate

even though proper inflection

was the least of our concerns---

 

there is a special implication

when breaths entwine

and hands search for new worlds

 

we kiss innocence goodbye,

as bodies graduate to new schools 

of sanction

rules are shed to the bare threads

of conscience

 

and the feeling speaks comfortably

in any articulation

 

even pantomime...

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

9/16/16

Reviews

[Penlady]

A poet's school of thought need never be regarded as anything but beautiful....

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah thank you, Penlady.
j.

[Jamestown]

Hot and spicy but yet very romantic:)
Well written and delivered,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Jamestown.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Fanning myself here.....passionate, sultry, sensual, and just fantastic! Wondering if you used "their" instead of "there" on purpose because this is definitely about THEIR collective breath.

Good one. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

actually, no...thanks for catching that, my friend...will fix..

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

:) my pleasure.

[...]

This both quenches and leaves you thirsty at the same time :) Sometimes, you really out do yourself, Jacob...
This is both sexy and a brilliant expression of art. I love it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kindness, lynn.
j.

[barleygirl]

I love the way this message progresses like a slow melting . . . excellent line conveying your usual attention to language: "even tho proper inflection was the least of our concerns" . . . great internal rhyme & double meaning: "rules are shed to the bare threads" . . . Also, love the double meaning of "spoke in tongues" and "pantomime" *smile* (((HUGS)))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, barleygirl!

j.

[Paul Bell]

Just the final word, pantomime.
Sort of epitomises the joy of first time sexual pleasure, or fumbling if i remember right..
Great write. Thank for reminding me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Paul...for most of us...awkward it was.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob, even pantomime...
a silent music of the soul... truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Pat...

j.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I don't know why your poems [usually] leave me without a clue of what to say. Sometimes, it simply comes to me spontaneously, and other times, like now, my fingers are fumbling with what to say. Perhaps you're just too good for words, Jacob...but I'm gonna keep on trying, nevertheless!

"and the feeling speaks comfortably
in any articulation

even pantomime..."

What a closing!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Kelly! i can't take much credit...just a conduit...the words come from somewhere, i write them down...like a stenographer i think.

j.

[Shabeeh Haider]

The words here give rise to intense emotions and sensuous feelings.
"when breaths entwine
and hands search for new worlds"
Beautifully portrayed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Shabeeh.

j.

[redzone]

interesting title for such pleasure Jacob especially since this poem and its feeling are hardly guilt worthy... you take our desires in hand and fill us with the passion of "new worlds" as well as speaking in tongues... no Jacob, there are no "tsk tsks" here just the warmth of love shared... and I also understood all you said, even the pantomime.. I also like when you write like this, more alive than melancholy...

wonderful poetry Jacob, just wonderful

redzone

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Curt.

j.