drive by

drive by

the fogged windows of

our lust and

you’ll see

my hands braced against the

pane (pain), such

a wet and hot

pane (pain)

drive by slowly, you’ll

see my foot pressed

against the windshield as

it shakes with the strain

of his rythmic thrusts

watch my knees as I

rise to meet him

and they wrap (rap)

around (on) his back

condensation slides slowly down

the windows just as sweat

slides slowly down between my

breasts (between his legs) and he licks it up like

honey (and I lick

it up like milk)

….and he smears it all

over

me from

neck to thighs

from

neck

to

thighs

drive by and imagine

if it were you

 

 

fly

the heart-pounding breathlessness
has become the
warm ,long and deep breath

the agitated is now
the comforted

the new and exciting now
the familiar and safe

i love you this way but the
other way was like standing
on the edge of a cliff and feeling as if

i could fly

now
i know i cannot

i want to feel that feeling
again

even though

untitled

it was so fun at the
start
the mystery,
the titillation,
the wanting,
the trembling
anticipation

the slow & breathless
uncertainty,
the surprising
intensity

the raw
sexuality
made me groan with
pleasure,
made me moan for
more

the low pit of my stomach
is burning
right now at
the thought,
& the ache radiates
down

would have been better
to have
never
known

to my c.a. man

jus’ wanta be
jus’ wanta be

won’t ever be

your woman

just gonna ever be

4-ever be

your temptress

pink roses

bring pink roses

to scatter in my bed
and we’ll grind them into the sheets leaving
pink stains of lust

if you forget to remove the thorny
stems and they pierce my back

it’s ok

pain and love are one

how u looked

did u see that i
couldn’t stop staring at
your face today

i tried to look away but
i didn’t want to,
i didn’t want to
i wanted to look at you
as hard and as
long as
i could, so i
could remember
how u looked

tonight
when i
touch myself in the
wee, wee hours
of the night

frantic

4 my life

i cling

4 your touch

i cling

2 every hope

i cling

can’t get enough

i cling

2 the words in your eyes

i cling

2 your smile in the light

i cling

2 the memories each night

i cling

will it ever be right

i cling

i cling

i cling

my fingers are turning blue

4 u

Musical Poetry

There are certain songs that transcend music and rapture into poetry. Not all music (song lyrics) are poetry but, I believe, all poetry is music. Therefore, when I post a music video on this blog it is because everything about the song is pure poetry to me. The lyrics, the arrangement, the visual, the voice and the ambiance that results. All components must be there for me personally, to post the video on my blog.

This is the first such video on ZouxZoux: “All Mine” performed by Portishead. It’s a performance videoed live and the film is a bit grainy. Perfect.

All the stars may shine bright
All the clouds may be white
But when you smile
Ohh how I feel so good
That I can hardly wait

To hold you
Enfold you
Never enough
Render your heart to meAll mine…….
You have to beFrom that cloud, number nine
Danger starts the sharp incline
And such sad regrets
Ohh as those starry skies
As they swiftly fallMake no mistake
You shan’t escape
Tethered and tied
There’s nowhere to hide from meAll mine….
You have to beDon’t resist
We shall exist
Until the day I die
Until the day I die

All mine…….
You have to be