The Sway~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleHer soul started swaying to the hurt in the quake of a violin strings a swing made of gold braided rope a scroll unwinding its supple leather of hope madmen on knees rocking a burning cradle aromatic spirit steaming a gold plated ladle tipped softly sipped drips in cinnamon caress trails down her throat between moon breasts kissing origami notes folded dove pearl his teeth strike for the girl but girl is cobra scaled in lightning arch tattooed arm sharp hand with sharper fingertips clench his primal howl slip of vermillion cowl revelation his anticipation drawn across her lips his syrup her boots in stirrups stallion quivering between her thighs “Is this goodbye?” he works the binding her laughter a storm, blinding crescendo bejeweled with innuendo inescapable grasp of her hand around his wrist “I will not be another point that you will miss.” she pulls him up with ease “Please . . . “ his wince “Oh come now, prince.” she winks struts her animal in primal back against his hips in a saddle his quivering arrow in a bow “Why so quaky now when we’ve sealed the down below?” the horse expands his flanks between her thighs she pulls his press of metal deep into her side the man pressed into her spine his arms impress her waist a pop of reality displaced she swallows mulberry shadows from the trees raspberry hollows from the ground “You are everything, and more.” he says “Everything that astounds.” her laughter dark smoke a clearing for repose slide unwind her appetite he comes undone so this is love her soul stained glove between his dreams groping stoking his death with her life the arch of his spine between her teeth a silver knife lethal berry the man now wary stallion turns his hooves whisper waiting at his back a man placating a forever woman always so mistaken for w***e by a world without an eye jeweled between the lotus of the mind the palm of an open box snuggled deep Pandora womb her sway down through his soul opens up the bole divides him from his skin she slips sips him down with gin her soul swaying her fingertips on the strings of a violin playing © 2010 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleFeatured Review
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Added on September 14, 2010Last Updated on September 17, 2010 Tags: poetry, girl with bullet love, sex and violence cheek to cheek, skin mystiqye, selene skye, surreal stalks, books, love ain't nuthin but sex misspe AuthorNoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleAsIf, Trippy Cottontail, JapanAboutVictoriaSelene Skye Deme Author of. . . . ~CrowWoman & MudGirl~ ~Eve's Rib~Jezebel's Hips~ ~The Raspberry Girl~ ~Girls With red Hair On Cherry Cadillacs With Bushido Swords~ ~From The Gutte.. more..Writing
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