you are sweet as the water
of a woman’s sweet river
that showers with its flowing
every beautiful night:
sweet as the coffee flower
whose  breath is never bitter
sweet like an open orange
that were a mouth-wet, bright

far sweet, far than brown sugar
than honey & fruit you are:
hair of deep lemon-harvest
skin of rose & may
lips made of flame & nectar
keen honey-suckle-arms:
you’re life’s only fountain
where day & night I quench

& if your are touched or kissed
& if you are missed or called
& if you are loved or wanted
if you are away or close
& if you are felt or caressed
if you are enjoyed or hugged
how sweet, how sweet you are
between my sour arms

within this barren heart
you stepped in when you came
& grew sweet & female:
you: sprout of sugar-cane

I'm making love to myself.

In ways you never could,
Never would,
And bringing pleasure.

I haven't hit the peak yet,
But you never got me there either;

And at least this way
I'm going somewhere.

gold in your hair,
denim on floor,
mistakes in bed,
bathing in each
other’s cologne,
i trace the freckles
on your back,
no more time to
talk, time has
hopped on a Cadillac,
purple becomes
my new skin tone,
one seal breaks
and now im in the
lost virtues zone,
my name becomes
your only vocab,
shortly after
I had it unwrap.

Fluttering notes of silk,
I taste on the tip of your tongue.
Those honeyed dulcet lips,
electric Kama they have brung.
Tender waves of desire,
tracing every inch of my skin.
Poetic fibers full of curiosity,
body begging for you to sin.
-elb-

he touched me
and my knees felt weak
my mind went blank
and I didn't know how to speak

A puff of curiosity withdraws
Bewilderment out of my lung.
Though, quick to become my amusement,
I’m lead into an orgastic pleasure.  

A dose of you completely fills the void
Within the brachial branches of my lung.  
The naivety within me pleasantly
Accepts the corruption that you pose.

A dose of you is now my daily diet
That fuels every precipice of the
Body to its functioning capability.
Minutes without - not tolerated
By the deepest yearning for
A puff of obsession to you.