signed, electric juliet

Oct. 10, 11

romeo, i understand
for on first glance, i was struck
and you were striking
and if asked to describe you then
i think even a feeble tongue
would be able to grasp what i saw
and on that second chance i was
carried a bit more away
from the words that slid out
refreshing, sweet, with a bite
that stung later, left a mark
and feeble tongues might fail
but yours did not
i could describe the way you smiled
feigning sheepish until you saw
that i was hooked on every tale
reeled in, hooks pierced and held
on the skin you'd already softened
with that first touch
and your words moved from sweet
to juicy and dripping from the lips
a feeble tongue would fail undoubtedly
with you there was no doubt
and soon it seized me like a shock
and i was fallen, grasped
february is a cold month for balconies
but the shiver was different
electric
pulsing
beyond those feeble tongues
beyond those burn out eels
i was electrified
and the strongest tongue cannot describe
what i see when i look at you now

kissed

03/30/11

she walks slowly
and every curve
peeking out
and peeking through
the folds of satin
folds of cotton
folds of silk
the towel
the dress
the nothing
everything on her at once
disappearing
in the way she walks
her thin lips
growing fuller
as her tongue traces them
her eyes big
tracing
staring
wondering
her body swaying
her hair rustling
her heart beating
so far away
reverberating
in another’s chest
faster
than hers
harder
than hers
cannot swallow
only gasps
for air
quiet
she stands in front
colour flushed
into her face
the power
the silence
the strength
if only she
would kiss
no
she wants to be kissed.