Autumn Skin~

I love the way you messed up my topography

for any other traveler

how your finger paints remain in sensual hues

on the inside of my hip bones

the sound of whispering seduction

still traces the curves of my pointy ears

which were ever an endless source

of amusement

for you

I love the way you rebuilt my continental divide

for yourself

how you brought me to the clouds in a rainbow arch

curved spine

my fingertips discovering their grooves

in your shoulder blades

while your rain found the puddles of my mud

gave my foundation

wine

from fountains in the vinyards of your personal memory

I love the way you peeled back my landscape

just enough to bury yourself

deep enough

where the memory feels like dreaming

the mornings feel like a kiss

and the nights birth the ghosts from my bones

to take the colors you buried in my hips

just for these celebrations

where I light a candle

and strip my senses to the naked skin

in festival

for the intimate memory of you

dreaming itself through my spine

at autumn moon

 

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Reviews

[asdarkeyesclose]

'where the memory feels like dreaming

the mornings feel like a kiss

and the nights birth the ghosts from my bones

to take the colors you buried in my hips

just for these celebrations'

the plethora of image dancing under your fingertips, always immediate, always inspired. i loved every word of this, you invite the reader into your world and we are entranced by poetic images that reach deep into the depths of our hearts and souls like little magnets tugging at the fabric of us, taking us on a poetic journey far reaching and in this case intensely intimate. your writing is very special indeed :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I love the way you rebuilt my continental divide
for yourself
how you brought me to the clouds in a rainbow arch
curved spine
my fingertips discovering their grooves
in your shoulder blades
while your rain found the puddles of my mud

You are a master at metaphoric references, those are some of the most creative sexual innuendoes I have ever scene. This was quite stimulating all the way through.

[Larry Dyson]

difficult to pick a phrase I like the best Selene, it does remind Me of a pile of autumn leaves as Kerry wrote, and rolling from metaphor to the next in them, but painted...how your finger paints remain in sensual hues

on the inside of my hip bones

the sound of whispering seduction

still traces the curves of my pointy ears
playfulness between lovers ..I like a lot...

[Kerry O'Connor]

This is one of the most beautiful of all your exquisite pieces of 'esoteric' writings that I count myself lucky to have read. I could roll around in the words like a child in an enormous pile of burnt orange leaves, and be happy all day.