Totems she left behind
cinereal clouds pierce cimmerian dusk
your fingers fastening in my hair
we interlaced in one another
le plus vieux pont, la plus jeune émotion
lineament of women,
crossing from mortal to sempiternal
drawing you to me, redolent with love-making
I empty myself inside you, like flowers plucked will dry
and retain their incense
your neck a budding posy of marble obsidian, onyx, malachite, rose quartz
pillowed thighs, yielding beneath entreaty
a woman is nectar, ambrosia, a mist on the breath of dusk
her center a temple to invoke
donne-moi ta soif laissez-moi vous rassasier
entreat the reciting of capture til we ripen into rapture
wordless in renewal you lend me promise,
I bestow the eternal endeavor turning metal dial,
through tempest comes outlying supplication of wireless reverie
Dormir sous les vagues
it’s 1999 again and we’re drying our wet socks on hot radiators,
the tips torn by exertion our fingers
chill-blain, curling mouths open to each other
fais moi pleurer de plaisir like blind seals
dipping beneath ocean coming up for air
as fire crackles across pirate radio wave
49 thoughts on “Pirate radio”
Love the seal analogy!
I love the opening lines of this poem and the wrap at the end, but the inside imagery and feeling went straight to my heart!
Thank you so much dearest Jaya!
Tee Hee I think I miss the ocean!
Thank you my brother!
goodness gracious, this is beautiful. A woman is nectar and pillowy thighs… so very wonderful.
“as fire crackles across pirate radio wave” — the wave of desire-passion-merging-rest sizzling electrically with pleasure perhaps looted from a disapproving world, the pirates, unashamed.
Well, not quite struck speachless, but close — wonderful!
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TheFeatheredSleep – Tuned in to a special wavelength
There is a depth to this that needs no explanation. This is incredibly sound writing, Candice.
And yet another that leaves me breathing heavy. ❤
lovely, luscious, language
Thank you so much!
😉 (I try)
Dear Smita – thank you!
Thank you so much Tre – so much.
Thank you so much for the reblog my friend Bob
It was inspired by The Ninth Wave on the second side of Hounds of Love by Kate Bush. Have you ever heard that? You really ought.
Thank you sweetheart – I love it when something I write catches your eye xo
I like the new author photo!
You’re most welcome!
Oh, dear, you do more than just try! You succeed!! ❤
Always happy to – so good!
No, I haven’t hear it – making a not to check it out
Pls do. Listen to the entire B side of The Hounds of Love and LMK what you think! I would be so interested to know. It’s basically one of my favorite things ever. Along with the Julee Cruize album that went with Twin Peaks (weirdly it’s SO good!)
don’t forget to let me know I’m a geek like that
You’ve put me in mind of a favorite line of Rimbaud “… ma soif si folle”. Hélas, pauvre Arthur; he had not the first idea of this particular thirst… 🥰 Also, thank you for “sempiternal”; a day when I have to look something up is a good day!
Thank you 💕
That’s basically everything, desert queen ☺️
The desert queen misses her snow fox
You my friend … are so cultured and knowing and intelligent you inspire me with every thought you have I hope you know this. Every single time. When I grow up I want your mind and soul I do.
We will feed each other. ^_^
This made me smile so big. 🥰
You are the fountain. I am the acolyte my talented friend
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Who wouldn’t want to be caught up in this moment? 😉
Wow thank you so much for this reblog Susi!
Oh, my! This is an amazing piece.
❤ Can't help myself – I love your words, Beauty! 🙂
I love you and yours
Dear Eugenia thank you so much!
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