Gorgeous and Her Holder

Gorgeous and her holder
Awaken; sand soaked and laughing
Violently happy as a boy with a puppy
Intoxicated just looking at each other

Gorgeous and her holder
Awaken; caught between the roar of the ocean
and the roar of the highway.
Even with our fingers laced as tight as they can cling
We’re both letting go, to begin again

Gorgeous and her holder
Fall asleep with lips interlocked and skin to ever loving skin.
We slip into one, the subconscious takes over to comprehend the kind of bliss you and I become.

When passion is divisible by its potential loneliness
We’re left kissing
Two pairs of eyes, shut
Minds open
Heartbeats synced
Ecstasy erupts
and we, Gorgeous and her holder,

Awaken;
Lips interlocked, skin to ever loving skin,
Both letting go to begin again

Wander with me Yo

Wander with me yo-

I want to wander through you
Roam and ramble inside your consciousness
Aimlessly consuming the contents of -Oh You.

You-
The poised and purple monarch of elegance,
The recipe for amicable comments
You’re like the dictionary for flattering compliments.

I want to show up unannounced in your head and check out the interior design God used to decorate your personality.
I want to look deep into those damned determined eyes-
So intense they could turn seasons
And get caught up in the snow flurries of emotion
You brew right behind them.

I want to turn on the whirlpool of your imagination and sit in there like it were a hot tub. Wait for my fingers to get all wrinkled,
hop out and give you a back rub.

I want to attack your mind!
Invade the places we never go,
Indulge the seeds we dare not sow,
So that maybe you and I could sit on a beach towel somewhere
and gorge on the fruit we do not yet know.

I wanna rock out at the concert in you central nervous system. Throw my panties on stage and body surf the mosh pit.
I’ll even sweet talk the bouncer and get a back stage pass
Maybe meet the rock star herself -
Or at least get my panties back.

Even now, as our words trippingly get spoken,
stumbling over-lapping tongues,
we mock the mediocrity of perfect timing and hesitate in conversation,
as if acknowledging the spark of some out of reach kiss.
All the while I wordlessly wonder what the hell
She’s thinking.

And I’m thinking-
That we probably moved a little too quickly into some sexual shit
(as exuberantly enjoyable as it might have been)
My intention was never to “win”.

And after all the heavy breathing was done
All the “oh my God’s” and mo’ning praises had been sung,
As my arms lazily lay wrapped around yours,

I knew then as well as I do now that
Your body-
(as stunningly sensational as it might be)
(as gut-wrenchingly gorgeous at it might be)
(as endlessly encaptivating
(as innocently inviting
(as ferociously fine

AS IT MAY BE)
Was never my initial intent.

I wanted to seduce your intellect.
Flirt with your intuition
Foreplay with your opinion
And make love to your every thought.

I wish to know you by the subtleties.
Because its what’s in subtleties that truly shows you.

So wander with me yo-
Lets explore the places we have yet to go.

Choices

I should be going to India instead.