Dark Passion/Poetry

~ Dark Passion ~

The slipping tongue,

That shines, gleams, and glides,

Out of the mouth, the lips towards-

A better catch-

The sickly sweet, syrupy honey,

Which glistens as it falls,

In slow, glittering succession,

Of drops, onto this tongue-

Better than anything which this tongue-

Has yet poured out to touch-

In the open air,

While the gleaming of dark syrup,

And snaking tongue,

Finally become as one.

But . . .

I do wonder, how this bodily function,

Has enwrapped such lust, as this . . .

Because the blissful, caressing warmth,

Of this still unbelievable, true, gently tickling, cold, appendage-

Has taken inside . . .

All of my tender, womanly passion,

The sweet and most dear yet unnamed,

Desire,

The courses, throughout my blood,

And finally-

Drips,

Inside of your loving folds forever.

Truth Ventricle

~ Truth Ventricle ~

What we knew,

And what we never saw . . .

Is crying in deep red blood,

Yet, while the shining, glittering tear rolls down the woman’s face,

I caress it carefully,

And my finger-

Comes away red.

Yet my heart is wrenching, jerking in a cantankerous way that,

I would never be able to comprehend, if,

I was unable to rest my hand,

Upon her swine colored, pinkly flushed, slowly dying  face-

And something begins at that moment to cry in my own breast,

In wrenching gasps as I-

Fall forward,

Spiraling towards a dab of a hardened blotch,

That has crusted up and dried,

On my hand . . .

I open my palm gently,

And the vision of a tear-like drop, of blood,

Has fallen there to rest . . .

I look up at the midnight blue stars,

And feel my heart swell,

As I lay down to rest,

In the cold, dampened meadow . . .

Never really understanding,

How her tears turned into blood-

And I keep sobbing,

My hair, finally cascading in a gentle arc-

Around my shoulders,

And finally, finally- I lay her down,

And cover her up with a blanket,

While truth pumps through my own veins,

Pumping, coursing-

Now I see everything so clearly . . .

If only she had told me-

If only I had known, the truth . . .

I breathe a deep sigh to myself,

And lay down to rest, beside her . . .