Thread: Lost and Found

Preteen passions, soft
nude nubile bodies
partly clothed on
futons or bed-sheets

Purple gloom and doom
in AM summer hours
broken by blunt brutality,
soiled sheets, stains
you can't SHOUT! out,

Pink Pulverized Purple

The sweetness savored,
taken like sacrament on
a quivering tongue

The forced hush of love,
fear of joy soaking the
ceiling with enlightened
groans and moans
inciting jealousy and
superior-elitist rage

Unreal the feel of
enveloping wet warmth,
honey-suckle-swallow,

Chests burst neon
firework sonic-booms,
old faithful geyser beauty,
fertile valleys for the
tilling and filling

The denouement,
the sleep and slow wink
of slumbering souls
searching for the
baby-in-the-eyes

In spite of the fact that I must blush while reading this (smile), your imagery is wonderful and poetic- more, a Painting. Well written.