an affair, with skin and night,

an affair, with skin and night.

mikl paul

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and in their quiet they do not wish to be

     found.     stolen light inhale,   no one

  watching, no one knowing they should not

    know.     her golden hair, his midas hands,

  saying I was not followed,     saying I found you

  and you were never lost.   

        saying

 we only have a moment.    does he know

    (no.)        her mouth hurried   as the feast

for the starving, begins.       

 

this corner,   tucked between a flower shop and

    an abandoned school,       and she teaches him the

pollen of some silent sadness,   and did it lead

      her away or did it lead her toward,     she

may never know yet the night         is cold against

 her thighs       and who he is is eclipsed by what

     she needs and please show me       how

your eyes flash      when I move     like this

   and how long it has been,    since I inspired

fire.        he recognizes the press of her

   and he is a rudder      she is lost at

see        how I have found my own way to you.

     the night is cold,  shirt opens    but barely.   enough

   for his blinding,   with the flurry of pale feathers that

 burst from her chest and setting free.

 

 

Reviews

[Ohhhwillow]

This is really beautiful.. Structure confused me a little, I wasn't sure of exactly how it was to flow however this is truly a great piece, "we only have a moment", I love this, it reflects to me more than just the idea of two lovers in a hurry but how fragile moments really are, gone before we know it, left for us to muse over.. Well done. :)

[mikl paul]

thank you so much.

[MAC]

i love the structureless structure of it....you have a fan! excellent write!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow this has such a sensuality to it...


i see the "first time" here...and she is teaching him how to feel the electricity, the moment, for the first time...and as i was, he is a bit bumbling...but excited by her.

and it makes it more exhilarating because they are consumed within a short time frame and in a place where they may be caught.

[mikl paul]

thank you for your review, though misaimed in interpretation.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

perhaps yes, but the poem spoke to me in that sense.

and i for one am always glad when readers can relate to my work in some way...i believe poetry is more about experience than information.

regardless ...i enjoyed the piece.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it just reminded me of something in my past.