Anouther Tasty Morning

The murky musk of obsession ​

wakes me from my slumber,​

and I reach for what is hard and tangible​

and put it in my mouth like a child or a pup​

who instinctively assumes eveything it sees​

is food.​

The tip of my nose is cold​

as it slips under the soft warmth of chennille.​

Now my lungs must fill with air, so I can hold my breath.​

Opening my windpipe, expanding my chest​

I can take it all in, ​

I can take it all in.​

Tastebuds awaken with salty aromas​

and the crisp bite of fresh bleached linens.​

Eyes rolling to the back of my head​

Heart pounding I take anouther breath,​

Faster this time, almost a gasp,​

as my toes start to curl ​

and my throat starts to rasp.​

Salivating now, I wet my lips in anticipation​

Taking it in ever so deeply.​

This warmth, this lifesblood,​

as the deafening sound of my heart ​

provides the rythym to this mornings fanfare.​

I hear the birds chirping in the willow next door​

I savour my surroundings like a blind man cured by Jesus​

and drink in the moment of truth​

as it so elloquently knocks at my door​

and I take it in​

I can take it all in.​

Scarlett rhymes ​

P.S. I apologize for spelling, ..not my forte'​

 

Mmmmm,
I need to take care not to become addicted to this downplayed forte'.
Perhaps I'll re-read your morning song...
just to make sure the feelings don't change.
Empowered empathy, playing with the birds... just because its easy.

 

i know what you mean sistah.....what a tasty treat for all involved. beautifully written and erotically recieved

 

Thank you for recieving the verse in the spirit it was intended. Not sure if eveyone was going to "Get it". Duality is sometimes lost on the young.


Scarlett

 

I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Anouther world, Anouther me
Too much passion, cannot breathe
My face is hot, desire breeds
A longing that grows as each day passes
I'm viewing you with see-through glasses

At night I climb, Out of myself
My spirit takes you off the shelf
We rock and roll and carry on
'Til morning light and then I'm gone
This rose still blooms among the grasses
You can smell it with my see-through glasses

So now I take one perfect tune
And lay it down before the moon
You may indulge, You may consume
My petals falling, From the bloom
A moment in time that never passes
The vision that lingers on see through glasses.

Scarlett Rhymes