Quietus.

[rewiiired]

Look up at me. Deeper. Now
dilate, I'll catch your light in my psychic net.
My fingers brush against hot, damp fabric
concealing the warm, the moist; you're quivering now
as your head falls back, a sigh chokes, a soundless gasp
as against you, against the wall, the rest of the world
begins to disappear.

For the moment, no denying, I own you,
every square inch. Intoxicated by the electric sweetness
of your amorous submission, enlivened by the look
of surrender that spills across your face.

Don't resist.
Give into me.

Don't damn me
for wanting everything from you, of you,
for you've narrowed awareness down
just as much on what I'm offering,
I can feel it.

Suddenly your soft touch morphs into digging nails,
so now it seems you don't mind
with your tender lips issuing commands to issue you,

your plea, yet an order;
polarities have begun to meld.

Both swelling with this need,
bleeding towards cataclysmic eruption,
pressure too high for release valves to quell.
We could fuel a thousand suns.

Shredding costumes in the dark,
nails etching memories on my back again,
I pound a rhythm to cleanse our minds,
to bring our souls back to the skin again.

Absent of all will, your guttural melody
only fuels my transcendence,
in turn feeding your own.

Spine like a half-moon now, chin to the sky again,
you are still for a temporal blink both eerie and divine
as together we fade to a samadhi-like void of tranquility.
An ecstatic, enlightening quietus permeates in a moment
that makes every other worth it.

 

[Jabberwocky]

I just attended a feminist movement festival where male domenence in society was discussed as well as the duel role of women as the virgin whore paradigm. It was interesting to reading your poem directly after the event. It is powerful and it affirms those gender roles as well as biases.

Shredding costumes in the dark,
nails etching memories on my back again,
I pound a rhythm to cleanse our minds,
to bring our souls back to the skin again.

I especially liked the part with shredding costumes in the dark, it is so multifaceted taken into consideration the ritual of dressing up in order to entice as well as the mask we were in society that cannot be maintained in the bedroom for long. Thank you for sharing this i really enjoyed it.