Month: May 2012

ICECREAM LOVE

 

This icecream love
– sweet –
and filled with cold desire,
drips
through the hole
in my sugared cone.

The very thing
that holds my love within,
is now partaking
in the letting go
of its own
contents.

Much to my despair.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 20 May, 2012

HONEYBEE AND FLOWER

 

Opening my soul,
the petals of its
soft, pink, lucious,
silken flesh
become a mirror,
beckoning
all and any
to the gateway
of my swollen, naked heart.

And oh,
how does the honeybee suckle,
I remember,
approaching with a mask of
raw intention
– innocent –
but for the ravaging purpose
it knows only, yet again, to – here – ensue:

and so it does.

My blushing fortress
sways and tempts:
a feathered
floral
nudity, as,
in you float,
oh honeybee,
in pregnant pause
to share my perfumed freedom
as I blossom
with your tongue inside my lap.

Crush me, not,
but leave me torn – yet, just as gentle.
Your organic levitation swells my fancy.

 

© Tamara Natividad | pisceanesque.com | Written 16 May, 2012