Santoyou pull kisses from my lipsSanto by ~tsubame-33
like salty grapes from ocean vines; our
bodies waving like the sea. touches
are touches are tremours that seek out
faults and lines, where things meet and don't quite reach.
like you, like me. my hands are
stretching out like shadows in the day;
i am touching and caressing but
you don't fight back. instead,
your tongue slides through my parched and
hungry lips, salivating words that
press themselves down my throat before my ears can
hear them. in my mind i hear slick wet
gaping mouths and the wind roars
louder; behind your fluttering eyes
lies a great silent sun. you wear a
cloth prison, and m
Life Is Shortyou have super nova eyes, a waterfallLife Is Short by ~tsubame-33
of greens and blues and gray, shot
through with gold. the words that scrawl
themselves onto those pages have fought
free from the dragonfire that burns
like a comet in your soul- they are breath
lessly lovely. under the skin, your heart turns
like a pacing cat, fierce as death
and ever-strong. the words slipping
between your teeth are as cruel as air-
just honest. the creature ripping
through your skull; ravenous with bare
teeth, eats everything- but at the end
your heart-keys will always be hung about your neck.
Pleasure of the Scentsesconifers drop sappy scentPleasure of the Scentses by ~tsubame-33
like soft-wooded dew; it hugs
itself under my tongue and
seeps inside my fingernails.
it hides like a snake inside
my lungs, coiling like vibrant
green cotyledons.
---
with an open mouth i eat
the warm scent of dust and horse
flesh, savoring the hot blooded
breath whispering from velvet
nostrils; rising like heat waves
from the solid fur-and-flesh
bodies. it dares me to take it in;
to make it my own.
---
i consume, ravenously, the
chemicals of hardware and not-quite-
finished-yet projects. bare bulbs
seeking their sockets, humming with
electricity; paint plashes lightly
within the buckets lini
Guess My Naturered ruffed and long tailed,Guess My Nature by ~tsubame-33
restlessly pursuing fruits
with our yellow eyes
--
graceful, spider-web
skeletons dancing in the
grateful night-hushed sky
--
desert wanderer
rolling steadily amidst
the hills; one itself
--
swift as death, silent
as a mystery; like a furred
rainstorm- wild and fierce
--
spiral horns, fawn coat.
wet muzzle and fuzzy ears.
watching with dark eyes.
--
he's a thinker, that
dark and clever, heavy-billed
gentleman of aves
--
as big as the world,
a green, floating island of
epic, ancient size
--
sun loving basker,
scaled and clawed, dreaming big
dreams on your warm log
--
brown-eyed boy fl
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