a thousand ways to drink a woman

December 10, 2006 9:59PM

layers o’ layers of liquid flesh,
undulating streamers breathing silk,
curling strings all sticky, tricky,
oiled up and greasy tease,
humming pulse and
lipstick breeze all
licking clean,
what name is this?
what groove to squeeze in?,
fathoms diving deep deep and
deep and these bruises are not badges but
plucked strings, purple love.

and you know it, left to right curves,
that saturated skin all
embraced in lace,
encased in a sundering
softness….
cloud-bearing, soul-searing, anti-friction
softness.

and here, this rhythm
beating,
angelic chorus
heaving,
around this revolution
reeling.

what name for this,
what name for these leagues of an
everything red, mythic red,
blurred and bleeding cremated
red
soft as the air above the
silk,
red as the blood within the
blood.

drink her in, gorge those eyes,
this is as good as it
gets.