brushbeat of your wings along my naked thigh
shivering into the tango
stepspin and drop
the tumble toward
the retreat
that little hook you left
that fingered place, that fingering
strumming all the locked chords
pulling me onto your lap
sliding into the merger
les trois
the slender line of your lips
sipping
~
“dark votex” — copyright 2011 — Valentine Bonnaire — all rights reserved
*feeling entirely hungry & parkerish & taut in the mo.
the exquisite image is by Mona Bardhan and this poem isn’t good enough.
But the rewrite will be.
xxoo!
Here is a link into some Dorothy Parker poems~! — enjoy her….
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 