revelations
-i-
your mouth reveals me
piquant flavour
nestled in the folds
of my bloom
sweet nectar
slips on your chin
glistens on your cheek
hot dewy dawning
of my hunger
shapes the hour
– Lola Moi –
in you the earth
by Pablo Neruda
Little
rose,
roselet,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as though I’ll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but
suddenly
my feet touch your feet and my mouth your lips:
you have grown,
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my breast,
my arm scarcely manages to encircle the thin
new-moon line of your waist:
in love you loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.
i said…
you inspire my naughty
you draw out my wet
my warm meow
every moan each dream
my hunger is yours
this arch that mound
this fold that ripple
silky pronouncements
echo lips eyes mouth hands
my every all
ache need want desire
my all of me
with all of you
come
bless this lust that love
christen our need
drench me
sing me your good
come
dip deep your wick of inspiration
have take hold sweet suck
grip swing pound darling fuck
please and more and now
yes you yes
say
yes you are my yes
here beneath your naughty
there wrapped around your good
yes
dear god
yes
you said…
“You know what to do with words.”
‘tween the sheets
this new day dawns
with my lips devouring yours
our morning smells
mingling
under well-loved sheets
your name on my tongue
lover
my mind you have mated
and amazed my sight
how can i not
hold you in my waiting
my cooing dove
feel me reach
into countless tomorrows
not once letting go
this new day dawns
with its everythings and nothings
chosen and prescribed
promised
living moments given to an other
beyond the edge
of our bed’s horizon
so you caress your doubt
and search
my eyes for hope-giving light
that there is enough
to keep me near
when i am already
here
kissing you in bed
L
– Lola Moi –
i am undone…
Dear Gentle Sir,
The first time you kissed me
took me completely by surprise:
our wet
the texture of your tongue
the heat of my moan
I still wonder if I will ever recover
knowing full well
I don’t want to.
Deeply Yours,
Lola Moi xo
wild berries…
when I watch you move
it’s as if
my eyes are old hands
uncovering and furtively picking
wild berries
before they fallit’s as if
I am parched
and you are water
and my eyes drink
till I am quenched
by your smooth taut skinit’s as if
you are a gift I open
my eyes long fingers
slowing untying a thin ribbon
that slips
beneath crisp paper,
smoothed out
by one long slow glance
— Marilyn Dumont —
a beginning
Dear Gentle Sir,
Today
Let us call this a Beginning.
I do not know where our secrets will take us but I will lead or more:
I will follow your lead and we’ll see who follows.
And so…
i will suck that bone dry
my lips dripping
marrow hollowed
on knees doxologize
sweet hallowed mercy
carnal dew
come
o
cum
Ever yours,
Lola Moi xo