hi petra
;-) in my state
economy with precision is key
heart core image feeling touch speak
or
just touch speak
i gaze et al
observe
fine tune
with fear too and doubt
that i cant afford
;-);-);-);-);-);-);-);-);-);-)
i must have exorbitant amounts of fun
b l i m e y
Balance on the carousel
a carnival of fun:
carne vale: beware the flesh, heart core,
or hard rock café
where music rocks you around the clock
listen closely into the bars of steel
that hold you, secure, in your seat,
that keep gravity at bay
that dance in their old old rhythm
then slip out from under, feel the steel
touch the dangerous leather
fear the fall, doubt the ground:
speak with the red red tongue
of a rolling stone.
Here, on the ground, I look up:
I fear, for you, feel the fall, and see you fly,
ride on the wind. Do not leave me
behind.
.........and you Petra, i think, are asking me to stand up on the rrollercoaster and feel the wind
i also am feeling tremendously articulate in ways i can hardly imagine
my body has been a remarkable teacher..and you...the wind?
love neil
id love to lay with you
in sun in hot shade
in water
....anywhere...........
and talk of memories and sailing ships
xx00xx and hugs
you float
on my soft body
suspended in spring-fed water
iron brown below
small bird skeleton
on the beach, bleached
needles curve up
a crown of gentle thorns
muscled palm
on my white breast
fingernail traces an aureole
sun dogs dip down
old bones grow green
twigs and hollow tubes
whistle in the wind:
what do you remember
touched
how do you fill all air?
how do we fly?
we move marked by our blood
we move open to the wind
we move in the bone
what sails our bodies make
i tremble now
a kiss,a moan,an ahhhhhh,an ouch
a more,or less a touch,a rub, a slither
a please, a show me..tell me true
its all unknown as yet
or how far we want
must talk.must feel and smell and touch.
oh god love.what is it? i always ask
............neil
oh petra,
how fragile the heart is
tho i try hard to make mine not
thats why i dont fall easily
or expect too much
but i can say i am kind and giving
and dont want to hurt you at all...
...............................................
a gentle spank tho
neil
How about a heart as wide and mobile as an octopus?
Arms reach out through breasts and spines,
caress, twist, touch fire and all elements:
pulled in, pulled out, pulsing
uncoil this somersault,
this cycle of embrace:
salty waters moisten thin membranes
salty tissues reach and swell
salty tears leave rivers on the skin,
pathways where eels swim.
All swim, I swim, forward and out, loop the loop
to the coral reefs and the blue ocean.
I just woke up hot
dream body circle all one
your arms touch my skin
xxxooo
p
I hear your kisses quite clearly
and hear us say ummmmmmmmmmmm and ahhhhhhhhhh
and i kiss you back as my lips are my most curious appendage
and yes ALFREDO OR MARINARA is good
as good as green algae
or oysters
i love sushi
but most of all i love sitting closer than youll see anybody sit.
i feel this joy of our joy
of seeing and feeling and loving the joy
and wide eyed trembling notations
i luv looking at you as i .................
or you..........................
or we ..................
its a dance like none other
DANCE OF THE OTHER
creative kamasutra krip cryptics
calicentriccriptoeroticas
if theres doubt in my voice
its a lot about my self perceived bodily limitations
in an unsureworld
love....i do not doubt
i thought of swimming
in YOUR lake
everday
i just hav to get there
kneil my love
i shall anoint thee
;-)
fall asleep curled around your curl in
nautilus shell gnarled
spiral love
