Caterpillar Fingers
by
Debra Rose
(Age: 23)
copyright 10-17-2008
Age Rating: 18 to 127
Hush I--
--run my fingers up like
caterpillars along the spindly
branches
of your arms.
Teasing with the mouths of
sensation
in my digits
up
up
up
your neck.
Embed in your hair.
Black hair.
Soft hair.
And lips. Open.
Fingers finding entrance there
in the same way that I
find entrance to you
with...
mouth
and fingers
and tongue. And taste.
Taste from the bottom of your chin
to the warmth of the--
--hollow of your--
--delving into your--
--soul.
I taste.
And taste.
And touch.
And move.
And black hair spills across the pillows
and sharp hips twist up
your feet digging hollows
into my back
with trepidation teasing your
eyes
because down here
down here lost between your...
...thighs....
...is somewhere neither of us thought
to find me.
But somewhere I fit in so
very
very
rightly.
So my new poetry form continues. Tell me what you guys think?
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