Kahlua On The Slide~

~club hoppin with gods~ ;)~

Slide me in between

your jugular and mind

roll me through the club

in a crystal glass of ice

pour me down the throat

of every skin ablaze

rub me raw against the night

and feed me to the maze

where the minotaur lays tethered

with a grin and cherry blossoms

woven through a braid

of Rapunzel's Apple Bottoms

straining flesh against the denim

as she throws all caution far

and reflects her golden eyes into a disco ball

suspended from the thigh of a stripper on a wire

scaling every man and woman as they glaze their bodies higher

and my merriment is rich

as my teeth sharpen on your bones

etched against a man

bent into the pole

who lifts a crystal goblet

out of a world crushed deep in clay

and pours me like Kahlua

into his cream puree

and I wallow

and I grind

and I kick and buck with zest

as they serve me on the side

with a woman who's confessed

her every sin into my throat

with a mouth that tastes like dreams

and a tongue winds around the stem

of a god fallen and amazed

by all these human antics

and all these animal decrees

and I offer him a glass of me

made from a willow tree

"Do you like it godling?" we throng and smile and dance

against his hair like silver

against his golden abs

as we lick him clean of heaven

and spill our earth and mud

all around his fragments

and he laughs and easily succumbs

to all these manmade sins

and all these manmade glories

he drinks Kahlua with some cream

I smile

the end

of story

 

 

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Reviews

[Jibey]

As always in your writing, the firework of images creates a bright and pulsing poem, with the interlacing (not quite right for fireworks, I admit) of sensual hints - the straining flesh, the suspended thighs, the cream, the grinding and so on... a sort of luscious melange of myth and sex... with strobe lighting and smoke effects...

[AlieahRose]

THE BEGINING SOUND PAINFUL...
IDK WHY THOUGH...
BUT...
I GOT THE WRITTING...
TOWARD THE END...
I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE...

[kuru]

"against his hair like silver
against his golden abs
as we lick him clean of heaven
and spill our earth and mud
all around his fragments
and he laughs and easily succumbs
to all these manmade sins
and all these manmade glories
he drinks Kahlua with some cream
I smile
the end
of story"

...amazing finish this was a journey

[Bard Constantine]

No one does sensuality like you because you make it... more, somehow. The mythic aspects you spin on even the club scene makes it more a doorway to something else, as peek behind the curtain of mortality, the pulsing of hearbeats as music, the movements of our lives the dance....

[FireWoman]

The cadence is furious and perfect, like a merry-go-round spinning faster with each turn.

[Andrew Wright]

Believe it or not, your writing is actually becoming a influence in mine... I find myself admiring your style so much that I want some of that sensual - almost abstractly definitive thought process for my own. Thank you for being an inspiration.

[Brad]

hmmm....my throat is dry now for some reason...?

its as if you pour everyone of your writes into a large chalice and have us drink your words. some of us choke, some of us gobble greedily...i'm the latter

[Marie Harrison]

Very interesting and alluring story indeed. I enjoyed your poem.

[Larry Dyson]

love this..:
and I wallow
and I grind
and I kick and buck with zest
as they serve me on the side
with a woman who's confessed
her every sin into my throat
with a mouth that tastes like dreams
and a tongue winds around the stem
of a god fallen and amazed
by all these human antics
and all these animal decrees
and I offer him a glass of me
made from a willow tree
hmmm"served Me on the side"

always a debasing analogy of the womans plight...gussyied up ..(mixed with his cream)goes several ways...and served as so many women confessing the gutter in (her throat)her life...analogies of the plight and the abuse of the female...so much can be taught from the position of the bottom....but the getting there is pushed on women by the media and life style...I'm gonna tip my Hand here...Daddy is gonna say teaching from here is the best because there is no where to go but UP! teaching self and self achievements and abilities...and then supporting them ...ONE FEMALE AT A TIME! very rewarding...excellent prose and flow ...write the Dominant view Selene ...you do it so well ..actually you excell at it!..Horses in the Desert...Sunshine

[Janice Ann]

Vivid imagery. I loved the words and the way you tied them together completely unique. Wonderfully done!
Janice Ann

[My Fair Lady]

Whew, I think I'll have a hangover in the morning. Felt like I was pulled in, watching, partciptating and was intoxicated. I love the creativity in this piece. Added to my favorites!