Chapter XXX: La Soirée

 

 

As I pry open

Oysters, I spy pickled wives

Shucking cloistered lives.

 

 

 

 

 

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Evan’s Essence

I dreamt Ev frenched me;

Looped him scooping up my form

Within stellar arms.

 

 

 

 

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IHO

Glimpsing your visage

In Jupiter’s mystic clouds,

I implode, aroused.

 

 

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Kisses Comme les Mignardises

Powdered or jellied,

My kissable lips have you

Bouncing ’round my walls.

 

 

 

 

 

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One-Woman Man of Steel

Tucked beneath his wing,

Lo, my heart is his to steal —

Would laser orbs heal.

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Opportunitease

Foreplay

Isn’t so much

About timing the touch.

Playfulness goes a long way to

Climax.

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Heavana on the Hudson

On Sip, drenched in son,

I sailed waves in his dark hair,

Grinding Black hips home.

 

 

 
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s-s-s-s-Sweet PEA

Biochemical,

Our connection drives him wild –

Serpent that beguiled.

 

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TanTrysts on a Mansard

Mon rocher, ma tour —

Et si on parlait d’amour?

Respirer comme l’un.

 

La lune brille sur nous

Comme nos lèvres murmurent:

“L’aube peut attendre.”

 

 

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Oletha at 23 — Piercings by Starr 69

Retrofitting Neon Halos from a Firefly Guy

Vena Amoris

Take this love “in vein.”

Absence of gold bands be damned!

Eros in us reigns.

 

 
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Come Again?

 

Eyes like curtains close

As I lay frozen, staging

Lucid, lewd encores.

 

 

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Mistuh Dew Right Bayou

 

 

Changing her surname

Was his line to flood her eyes;

Melt cellulite thighs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Lotus Position

 

 

“Flexibility”?

When I told him we were through,

My boo took the chairs, too!

 

 

 

 

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Just Us, Skyping

 

 

I don’t mind bedhead,

But it’d behoove you to remove

The setting for two.

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Leaving Hokkaido

 

Goodbye, Samurai.

Wounded love cannot withstand

Our Sea of Japan.

 

 

 

 

 

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After Paella, La Siesta

Saffron memories
Steep in his blue seaside dreams,
Where her eyes gleam green.

 

 

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Hai, Hai

Trapped in his caress,

I struggle against his thrusts

While flushed lips ooze “yes.”

 

 

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ええ

 

Touch … Go … Kyoto

Steely eyes aflame,

He charges me, changing speeds

Like a bullet train.

 

 

 

 

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Jealous Serpent Awakes

Our limbs locked like boughs,

We soul-kiss in tantric bliss;

Sap seeping below.

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Harajuku Eyes

 

 

Neon Tokyo rain

Blurs footage of their blind date — 

Wave/kiss, sip/fellate.

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Photographer:  Colin McMillen

SOLD: Lily Pad No. 251

Loving in vain, she wanders down forked dirt roads
Lined with daisies disguising foul scents to false places;
Wonders why diamonds fail to inspire the magic of pretense —
Luxuriantly illusory comforts like kisses in pythons’ embraces —
Her verdancy transposing inverted poetry of unpossessable cads.

In her former life she flitted across lily pads,
As content as other doted-on, bloated toads,
Blind to the green-gray pond scum swirling below,
Cataracts having tricked her sedated mind
Into losing track of idle time idolizing him.

Since then she has shed the last layer of thin skin,
Save webbed tenderness between maple-brown toes,
Which limits her flight to safe hops and brave leaps
Through lovely nothingness, air currents on ecstasy’s throes,
Fantasies of him whispered to bent leaves on mocking trees.

Nightfall finds her laughing, dancing away invisible pain
As twinkling stars envy her incandescence in motion,
Fingertips snapping sparklers into existence amid fireflies,
Microbraids whipping up rhythms to a trip-hop essence —
Unrequited love reveling in the spirit of reptilian resistance.

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Haloes in Suite 508

Blunts smoked, he forgets
Their wallpaper-peeling heat,
Crime scene silhouettes.

 

 

 

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Da Bomba

Bent elbow to drum,
He riffed off my fierce spirit,
Primed to get him some.

 

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Knight Moves

Gift scarves of chiffon
Reveal sacred engravings —
Violet passion.

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Touch … Go … Kyoto

Leaving Hokkaido