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...

[TAO]

where the minotaur lays tethered
with a grin and cherry blossoms
woven through a braid
of Rapunzel's Apple Bottoms

Can you tell me why Flo Rida starts going off in my mental as I read this line? Then, as I read, I have to speak, and as I speak, I have to rap, and as I rap, I have to imagine a beat... Another one you could put a beat to and have hip hop heads so lost, finding themselves would be as likely as finding their virginity Amazing work, Ms. Truly amazing work.

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~~~and so i read this the other day, 'White Russian' in hand', (no s**t)...
~Wow Selene~God Damn...Impressive~
~And as always...sensual~surreality...;)
~~~winks-nods-winks again ;)

"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"

james :)

[Vanna Renee]

This is amazing.
Your writing always somehow just... inspires me.
Very very well written.
And don't bother to capitalize anything(:
it's a signature act

[Poetic Shambles]

Sexy poem. White Russian is my favourite cocktail, so anything to do with Kahlua is always going to hit my spots.

[Randolf Ramos]

Imagery is crunchy enough that I could not stop satisfying my senses with the poems beauty, That is great.

[Jonathan De Elvira]

Whoa, good stroy telling in mere poem...Nice one..

[G. Marie"floating on an..]

I was in awe as i read this fiery passionate poem filled with amazing imagery and metaphors so breathtakingly described in detail. oh by the way I love Kahlua the drink. outstanding poem is this an exept from a book you wrote?

[Maurice]

Very exotic and sensual writing. Another masterpiece.

[Pax Analog]

Pandora's bomb-box in a tumbler swigged smooth to smithereens making designated forms irrelevant as free-life shaman mind flows its merry way wheresoever it whimsies.

"Bartender, I'll have what he-she-it is drinking-flowing-morphing-riding-becoming-blasting-laughing-sexing -- shaken/stirred!"

[KaySea]

wow!