soulsock

 

Swam against the drift

you missed,

loving in mellow,

kind, caring, rock your socksoul off

the chart, grin it happy

and dancing, with hands on your hips

as you, being the intent devotion,

unlimited,

and you, assisted,

warm hungry hugs, forgiving.

tumescent rock hard

and pulling at

finger red marks the skin drag kiss,

into sweat piled deep sheet,

and never

second,

(once the young are ready)

continuous spooning in surrender

and complete,

                     knowing,

no one else

                       attentive, and determined

 to soulsock

                      loving                          

            you.

Reviews

[Heather Angelika Dooley]

You have a real sentiment toward spooning I see. :> I should not tell you my opinions until I have read all of your poetry because now I am loving this one the most!

[Vanessa Wheeler]

i def enjoyed the word usage here... creative and wonderful!

love it... good work!

[Emilia]

Let's not be redundant here...

I'm going to say that you've got a nice "groove" going on with this poem, instead of the "rhythm."

I like the word choices, personally.

[Hedra Helix]

Ahh yeeeeah the rhythm........

[William J. Wilkins]

I'm not 100% on all of the word choices, but that rhythm, man, that rhythm. I absolutely *love* the way you made this fit the rhythm and pace of masturbation or (desperate?) sex. It seems crass to notice that, but my goodness! how could I not. :D