Dermal Poems - Poems about Dermal

opus

...
dulcet …

the night …
holds far too few hours
to attend you, pure … proper
in twilight reverence
your body’s song is my scripture
the braille my fingers ache to read -
sexy verse moonlight ...

Poblano hoyt tah Mussie SON OF A BISQUE

...
128 Gallon of Milk


"The unique medium"
Castile Dermal they spoke
as his name. They said he was
an original person
with some great ideas.
He refused to see past
the frustration
of the wo...

The Mask of Black Spinel

...
Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber,
Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number.

I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall,
The aching w...

bankrupt

...
straw me down …

like your raspberry ice tea
swallow and savor
and maybe I’ll say I love you
maybe not …
either way it’s your last -
the swan song of my jaded patience …
claw me cautiously
...

AN ARTIST'S ODYSSEY

...

An amateur with art in her veins,  
A portrait and palette to design dreams and pains.

Serendipitous ideas flood the gates,  
An obsession mushrooms as fate curates. 

Rekindling old fondn...

She Wore a Yellow Jacket

...it danced …

like a drunken ballerina
on her tongue,
tumbling gently as it’s sugary orange
mantle melted and seeped,
properly absorbed by the dermal lining of
her mouth and throat,
and sent l...

Octopus

...would, that there were four of me
the ways that I could pleasure thee

each tentacle to tender tickle
fancied freckles, firm or fickle

one all-at-once massage, divine -
all hands on deck, in ...

Light Touch

...my fingers ...

are moonbeams
and like that porcelain light
I let them dance upon you, bare -
tiptoe across your shy
places with a
delicate (but intent)
adoration ...
many, the times they've...

Derma-Chris Crinkled

...How I long for days of yore,
Young at heart with open door.

Wishful, bashful, silly grin;
Wearing smooth and silky skin.

Now the years have passed me by,
My wrinkled face makes me sigh.

C...

Skin Deep

...I do not like the skin I’m in -
It’s dotted, dry and wrinkled,
Like paper with a reject poem -
Once smooth, now sadly crinkled.

Each little tap becomes a bruise,
A purple blotch, attesting
To...

Never Again

...Pulled together
by a magnetic avoidance of loneliness,
fueled by an insatiable ardor
to evade a shortage of love.
Mutually splintered souls searching
for a place to embed and
implement a façade...

Inklings

...Shadows are but sign posts, 
fleeting moment capsules, 
brown leaf portent creeper‘s auto-pilot,
tarpaulin-sky mist draped on ancient chapel spire,
worship at the coat tail of a wrinkled orange r...

The Gods Themselves

...oh dear heaven ...

how impeccant
how subtly innocent and eager
are you truly as oblivious as you seem?
oh, I am sure of otherwise

or would there not be so much unsullied skin laid bare -
so...

Start, Stop

...Remove the dead leaves
Peel off the old layers
Start all over when it all falls apart

Remove the medications
Peel off the dermal patches
Start all over when you have a broken heart

Retrace ...

Letting

...swish ...
the button, pressed
watchful, ever ...
the blade pops like magic
diving, dermal, tearing fascia 
to cry red tears ...
petulant, like the growing puddle
crimson, it collects the m...

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