Through the widening crevices From the negatives of untold emotions You develop with crazy ease and haste The pictures of the virgin world yet unexplored Cloth in the lush of teen and concealed In behind that tender look in your twinkling eyes Which spreads over my wondering mind The strong desire for conquest I yearn to fang that green fruit of your passion Sour with the sweet rawness of virginity; And in the fluid moment of maddening anticipation Of that spark of warm human contact, Welling from hot springs of untamed emotions, I steal a weak look through the crevices of your still eyes __ deep within I have a revelation of things unexpressed Steaming in boiling pot of your fast-throbbing heart I hear a languid voice ebb an erotic whisper And in rushing flashes of the revelation, I feel your body numb like a cold bier Yet hot with sanguine desires of stealing the fleeting moment To lead the desiring explorer to places longed-for __ the riveting places of reciprocal yearning… It feels like great magic__ the soft smack! Driven by things conjured up, I seek to refine the moment in this strange way, Peering like a dazzled kid into your weakening eyes And through the widening crevices I walk down the garden of your dreams __ your fears and passions harvested in bright bundles Like roses of white and red___ Beneath them, sharp thorns guarding against betrayal. And then I learn accepting like a fondled child That to conquer is to kill and to win is to destroy; ___ the unsolved dilemma of the concealed world I yearn to explore behind your dizzying eyes. Kweminyi Humphrey 11 July 2013
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 17:04:25 +0000