Wrap your waterfall legs
……..tightly
around my waist
take my bottom lip
…….. between
your front teeth
like the parting
of the clouds

Your hot springs hands
…….. cradle
the base of my spine
as your honey bee hips
…….. sing
canticles to
my blooming eruption

…….. It is unforgivable
…….. this ineffable semaphore
…….. the name of the holy
…….. must forever remain
…….. unspoken

Lift your sun-shower breasts
…….. furiously
to my voracious tongue
throw back your gossamer hair
…….. laugh
from your marrow
at the bottomless
joke

…….. About these secrets
…….. no word
…….. need ever pass
…….. our lips
…….. you and I
…….. understand each other
…….. perfectly


Max Mundan, We Speak (the wordless language)

© David Rutter 2014

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wednesdayshambles:

I’m softer than
I should be

the sharpness
of my tongue and heart
hidden under curves
and the softness of my skin

I am hesitant
to cut
another

be aware,
my caution
does not
equal fear

http://tonidolhan.tumblr.com/post/97628371268/behind-her-beautiful-smile-hid-thousands-of-cries

tonidolhan:

Behind her beautiful smile hid thousands of cries
that she would keep to herself
until the day she died.
Behind her stunning eyes
do thousands of tears lay,
being forced to stay back
day after day.
Underneath her makeup
hid dark circles, wrinkles
and zits all the same.
She would…


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