My open mouth
swirling words,
spitting abuse and
words of fucking love.
Slick hugs
feel
like an obedient canary
singing praises –
raises –
ups and downs
of these nightmares.
Your lips
with the taste of lazy nothing,
aroma of a bird
(with wet feathers)
on you,
under,
on top of
me
(inside you)
and visa versa –
I’m a plain romance
to you.
With a heart of whiskey,
body of ice,
and
kisses and touches
in the pissing rain.
You call me names you know,
But you don’t know
-ME-
Lolita is my nickname
and
… is my name.
Sweet kisses
and fluttering eyelashes
turn into fans of lust,
waves of love,
winds of attraction,
hurricanes, that
destroy fucking everything –
even red lipstick
and
flawless legs.
Come.
Touch me to death.
To the line of departure.
Before it’s too soon to regret.
Lets.
Now.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
Wow– steamy stuff!
Yeah.. Thats me haha.
“…
hurricanes, that
destroy fucking everything –
even red lipstick
and
flawless legs.
Come.
Touch me to death.
To the line of departure.
Before it’s too soon to regret.”
smiling, nodding, YEAH!
Ha! Glad you do! 😉
;-). Language like almost too ripe though perfect mangoes and papayas just dripping with saWEET-mess in sweetness.
Thanks for letting me camp out in your blog for a little while today. I had a great time and tried to leave my campsite as good as when I arrived. I’ll be back in a couple of weeks!
Oooo, and I was wondering what was that campfire all about. Be my guest.
Phew! Had me reaching for my nitro.
Ha! Dont.
Did you even take a breath when you created such wonderful work? This is fabulous.
Cant thank you enough, dear. Such pleasing comment. The thing is, I wrote this in a haste, without thinking too much. Always the case with me 🙂
i often do that as well…i find it fun and often surprise myself when i re read it hours later. 🙂
Yes! Another thing with me is – I forget what i wrote. And if i read it after a while, i sometimes doubt it was my own writing. I know, im weird, ha ha!
Wow! that was an amazing read…
I love this line
‘You call me names you know,
But you don’t know
-ME-
I am a nut for a lyrical twist. Very nicely done. I can feel existential angst.
Me too. I love twists and word play. 🙂 thanks for stopping by!
I want.
Yeah..
Hi Lolita. 🙂 Very passionate writing.
That sounded lovely coming from you. Lolita.
Your words strike the match of desire so very quickly, setting fire to passion that I hope never burns out. I’ve been thoroughly enjoying your poetry as of late ♥
p.s. don’t delete it! ^_^
It means a lot coming from you, girl! Thanks… Wont delete 😉
are you happy with your poetry now? even though i never thought you lost your touch. i don’t think your typing fingers are capable of typing anything less than chatty owl worthy material.
Is that what you really think so? I’ll make you pay if I’ll find out its just fake flattery! 😛
Haha, maybe i’ll just lie and say it’s fake flattery then! 😀
And that I would believe 😛
Well I guess you better get to making me pay then! 😉
Be careful what you wish for 😛
Oh don’t you worry I knowingly and thoughtfully made that decision.
Wow. A man with a strong opinion… Nice!
Ha, don’t most men? I have strong opinions, I just don’t try to force them on others.
Smart.
🙂
I loved your closing lines, and I quote,
“Come.
Touch me to death.
To the line of departure.
Before it’s too soon to regret.”
We always go through life’s episodes with the belief that there would be another opportunity. But does this belief serve us going forward? How could we shift our perspective to believe that every episode is unique in its own context? As we do this, we start appreciating the last line above.
Cheers
Shakti
Thanks for stopping by! I don’t know, I had to reflect on my life and think do I always take things in life as if another opportunity will present itself and I must say.. I try to live my life as every decision to be the most right one, because I KNOW second chances don’t exist.
girl, leave something to my imagination ! 🙂
Love the intoxicating urgent abandon of this
Always honoured to see your dominant footsteps in my playground.
Delighted to be in such a fragrant place
The charisma of this picturesque scene of devilish love left me breathless…literally…wow… 🙂 You know all the right words to use in these types of poems! This is masterful…
and I can bet you know what part I like the most! 😉
Tell me ;);)
The whole thing was absolutely amazing but the opening lines made me lose my breath…
“My open mouth
swirling words,
spitting abuse and
words of fucking love.”
Simply brilliant…
Blushing a little.. Thanks. Seriously, very flattered.
No thank you!!! That was a great poem and I am so happy you shared! 🙂 keep up the brilliant work!
Passionate words! Love it.
Thanks M! To be honest with you, it came out of nowhere and today i think maybe i shouldnt have posted it! Haha
Nope! You needed to when it comes out of nowhere. Beautiful.
Voyeuristic feelings.. like i should not be reading something s personally ly private.
Mmmmm. Reckon i should delete this one maybe! ha.
Everywhere and nowhere…but never plain
You know me..
Very well…
Great passionate write
Thanks so much. As i said above, it really came out of nowhere and now i think its not that great as it looked last night, haha.
Steamy! Your passion is palpable here. So nicely done.
Thanks dear! Its nice to see you liked it. 🙂