Bloody Feet
you bring out the
naughty in me-
you, sizzling with
heat- melt my
cream, drip me down
to a sticky mess, a
stream of flowing
want. i cannot help
but flaunt you, as
you lie growing,
tying yourself into
a knot. we whisper
our screams thru
our dreams where
we meet in disguise. you
recognize my bloody feet,
step ahead of me &
lead. you bring out the
nerve in me- i can feel
veins bursting thru
each curve you touch. it's much
too much, your caress
breathing into my pandora's
box, seething with live
electricity. you exit
quietly, leaving a trail
of broken locks.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment