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Tuesday, May 09, 2017

Afterglow

After I shoot it inside her
I float on a morphine cloud
and I swim with dolphins
through banana pudding
and I am warmed and soothed
by her warm and sticky skin
as her breathing lulls me
into a lucid dream where
everything moves slowly
and nothing is in focus
it's blissfully soft
with every sense engaged
and I do not exist
because there is no place
I am needed right now
and I peer over a cliff
spread my arms and shove off
and fearlessly glide
back to the meadows
of green marshmallow clover
where pan flute breezes
guide me to the only
person who wouldn’t ruin
this moment and I
close my eyes as we embrace
and open them only briefly
to find the blankets
to cover ourselves
and complete the cocoon
we started with a kiss.

17 comments:

  1. Nice. Maybe this is what happened that caused John Lennon to write wrote Picture yourself in a boat on a river with tangerine trees and marmalade skies ... Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly ...

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  2. Are you kidding me with this?! This is amazing!!! I love the marshmallow cream and banana pudding sections. :)

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  3. They say it's like heaven to get high.. but maybe it's the landing that hurts...

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  4. oh. this was about drugs? i thought it was totally sex. who needs morphine if the sex is good.

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    1. You're right! It's about sex! Duh! Very male-centric view I admit.

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    2. The morphine cloud is my description of orgasm. Doesn't everyone know that? :)

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    3. ya, i thought everyone knew that. lol

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    4. Yeah, I got it! Yay for me. (Grin.)

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    5. You are so right, angieinspired. :)

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  5. You animal, Mosky.

    la la

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  6. If this is what it feels like... then gosh I can't wait to do it!!

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  7. Dude, nice poem. You captured the fun and joy without being graphic or crude.

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  8. Ah! Well. Banana pudding all around! ;)

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  9. inspired...i was flying too

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