Coronas and Chianti

Epochs of biting memories

erased in this solo embrace.

A primal pinch arouses, "Let's

take it beyond or shall we play?"

Unafraid to swim in the depths

to push beyond the former.

The obstructed window offers no view.

Exist HERE, in my Carnality.

The shades of your body

tell the story of our perverted love.

Us: Intertwined, your hands lost

in me, crowning me your jewel.

Scents long forgotten bitten awake

Linger and waft -taste my poison.

Transcend. And lips echo the sweet

lyrics that hug spaces I only know.

 © 2015 DNKG Coronas and Chianti

Let Creation Set You Free : Poetry

Hair

I love the way
you wear your
Hair,
soft and coarse
all in one

I love the way
you dress your
Hair,
with pins and bobbins
of every kind

I love the way
you tie your
Hair
taut along the crest.
It weaves and wanders
along the
curvatures
of your supple
breasts.

I love the way
you style your
Hair,
perfectly perfect
with tendrils and
parts
provoking my 
lustful blood.

I love the way
you let your
Hair
fall long around
your waist
slinking and slithering,
a sheer teasing.
Come. Post Haste.

I love the way
your wisps blow
softly in the breeze.
Just like the grass
against the white
bark oak,
burning against
its leaves.

I love the way
you let your
Hair
cascade against
this pillow case.
Its perfumed beauty
drifts in the air
elevating me through
Time and Space.

I love the way
you relax your
Hair,
glimmering in the Sun.
Reminding of love,
this carnal act,
that keeps my
heart undone.

© 2014 DNKG Hair