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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Selkie" Tomorrow never comes shadows dance on walls the wanting of bodies electric pressed fast and tight in the hot surrender of wet sheets sailing over solitary satin skin neroli oiled slick in the scent of a foreigner's musk bitter sweet orange and honey touched in the moment by a hint of green limbs tangled like climbing jasmine wild orchid drips off moist fingertips a rapture rising in notes piercing velvet chords stroked out from cherry stained lips caught on the turn of a tongue not spoken as you turn relentlessly in the tumultuous burning Sea of Dreams graced by tears kissed fresh by saltwater lips Ocean eyes breezes in towards your rising twin peaks whispers over your forest where the wild lives a warm breath delivered in the hollows of the curves of your waist fascinated by something incomplete he’s replete with poetic soft roped nets your sung in like a Selkie you shed your skin living naked eyes half open and drugged in the sensual unspoken But you are never kept; for the moment suspended you let him in but he doesn’t own your skin (LadyLabyrinth/2019) "...And if some lover, such as we, Have heard this dialogue of one, Let him still mark us, he shall see Small change, when we’are to bodies gone." ("The Ecstasie"/John Donne) "...When thou knew'st what I dreamt, when thou knew'st when Excess of joy would wake me, and cam'st then, I must confess, it could not choose but be Profane, to think thee any thing but thee." (The Dream/ John Donne) ""I was thinking of Bourbon Street in New Orleans when I wrote it - I was getting ready to go there and I thought: what the f--k do I think I'm going to find? It's about the incredulity that I could still be fooled into looking for a perfect moment." (about "Fascination Street" / Robert Smith, The Cure)
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