b r e a s t    s t r o k e   ii   [three poems dedicated to breasts]

 


1.

godhead
                


fresh from the shower
you emerge gleaming
my antediluvian
goddess with
two golden
orbs that
draw me
in

galactic
magnetic
bless
this
tunnel
vis
io
n

si
gh





2.

duality



i won't lie
i did steal a glance
a few times then

they say it's ingrained
that's how we are designed
by nature and mutation
and that's all hormones

me, i drink with my eyes
see with my lips,
devour with my
fingertips
taste with
my skin,
my blood
stream
and yet
i am not
content
never
with
them
.



3.

bridge



yes i do cherish
the sight the taste
the feel the smell of them

pristine orbs of transcendence

safety nets without the rebound
that don't tangle or hold back
against the wish of the one
fallen trapped sinking

quagmires that lead inside the rabbitholes
that feels akin standing on the sea shore
toes curling sand slipping in between
like the very first protozoa
manifolding multiplying
like the first flash of
death ever-stretching
never ending

they spell bliss
security
safety

reminiscent of
the very first
sensation
i remember

such joy
to relive
that very
moment
again
and
aga
in
.







note:

the first series can be read here:

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/59093-b-r-e-a-s-t-s-t-r-o-k-e-five-poems/


p.s- thank you, ray. :]