Bury yourself in the wobble
Of my hips, honey, smother yourself
In my thighs. It's desire's got you panting
Like the hot afternoon and I'm just the moon
To bring you down. Take off your crown.
It's just us here now. Bury yourself
In my sighs.
And when the river opens
Take your boat down to the coast
And be my most, my many. Be a penny
Sailing down from the Empire State Building
To its happy destination. Be a sensation,
not a thought. A taut wave in space.
The boat nudges into the sea--
And the moon is out in the daytime.
And the ocean is out inside me.
A sexy little poem to make up for what I've missed.
This is tantalizing and sultry.
A bit late but I wanted to say that I really like this one! I like the irregularity of the rhymes and the echo of "thighs" in "sighs" and the way the poem seems to overflow itself in the second stanza. In fact, my only quibble is with the period in the next-to-last line; might it flow better as a comma?
That's... sensual. Yes, very much so.
Congrats on the DD; I love this one.