Kisses - they don't cease to stop. Minute after minute, until dark coffee from my cup turns into your drink now - from my mouth. We are exchanging glances, but I wish to be swapping fluids instead. Shame seems to leave the room and all that's left is pure attraction for each other. Instincts of carnivore. My mouth is warm with your fiery words, our hands are full of each other, and I can't stop asking, if you really love me. - Chatty Owl -
"Owls are not what they seem"
CHATTYOWL 
Dearest Chatty,
Your writings to me are like a fine wine, or a work of art.
Anastasia
Anastasia, you are way too kind to me, darling…
Nothing better than good coffee and sweet kisses. A amazing poem.
Thank you. And yes, i agree 🙂
BEAUTIFUL ~ You’re so much more than instinctual flesh. Faithfully Debbie
Thank you Debbie. Hearing that from you is an ultimate pleasure.
Another wonderful portrait painted by your words…
Thank you, mister.. You really are a sugar-coating owl’s feathers.
Wonderful write my friend… As always I am ever touched by your words and talent 🙂
Thank you, dear ghostwriter 😉
the sensual act of breakfast is very prominent in many of your proses. The early morning when we gently sit revealed before each other half clothed and messy haired. Sharing each others inner beauty shinning brightly. You always capture that image so vividly. Actually for me…the last line almost summed that all up. I feel insecurities are always abound in the morning because of how naked we are. how real we are. That haunting, longing last line “and I can’t stop asking, if you really love me” begs for the partner to accept who we really are.
Love this Owly, :)! Completely gorgeous. As always. 🙂
Spot on with your comment there, dear! 🙂 so happy you saw that part. Its the total open image of who we are in the morning and the acceptance of another person.
You are brilliant!
You are the brilliant one being able to capture that beautifully intimate moment. I’m just a humble observer, :). You are fantastic wordsmithtress! Thank you, owly!
I like that wordsmithtress title 🙂
I have invented it especially for you! 🙂 use and abuse it as much as you would like.
Be careful what you wish for, my dear friend 🙂
I never wish for something I don’t want! 😉 🙂
blood lust
~
lupus
muscle
muzzle
consuming
consummation
I think we all have been there – when lust seems to overide – the “but do you love me” –
My mouth is warm
with your fiery words…. exotic Owl
Exactly! Well, im glad it hit home 😉
After 8’th line all I could do, was hum:
You’ve only gone and done it again 🙂
This is crackling with energy, temptation and … what a marvellous final line.
leaving me (every reader perhaps ??) sensing all is not (quite so) well.
Excellent in every sense of the word!
Which do you think is better, the fantasies we have about someone in our mind or the actual experience we have with them in real life?
Biased in my praise, I am continually amazed by your word play. Deliberate visions of your spell help weave my adoration in your words. At the risk of sounding completely enamored with your poetry, I, once again, join the masses in my appreciation for your brilliance. Magnificent.
Then i wont argue with you and just accept your praise… With a huge smile 🙂
have you ever tried your hand at writing Erotica or Romance… Prose… like a story… I think your style is extremely well suited for both Genres and would be really interested to read if you ever decide to attempt something along these lines…
Funny you say that.. Im working on my second book and its not poetry..
The last line comes unexpectedly. That’s why we all read to the end and want more.
It’s been a while I heard from you, stranger. I’m glad I could surprise 🙂
I’ll admit, you threw me with that last line. That’s one reason I like your pieces; always unpredictable.
I’m happy I was able to do so. It doesn’t happen that often I think…
On the contrary, you surprise me quite often, in good ways. Just keep being yourself. It works.
Grey mundane feathery owl of unpredicted manners – that’s me.
Perfect!
Sensuality mixed with insecurity. Loving the change in your tone 😀
Aww, thanks N. Glad you enjoyed! I’m no Nostradamus, so just trying as much as I can 😛
Lol.. trying?? for?? 😛
the melody of words
embraces us, but one finger
gentle upon your lips says
hush – listen to my body speak
Hush… One of my favourite words.. One finger is sometimes more powerful than the rest of the body..
yes – touch can be electric
Your wonderful words convey the feelings of the moment, so very well…
Thanks so much, my dear friend, you are always so kind and inspiring with your own poetry.
I have a feeling you asking a fluid donor the question, “Do you love me” will turn out poorly for the donor if the answer is yes. Enjoyed it.
Oh, don’t over-estimate me so much.. I’m not that bad.. or able to influence. But I would love to!
It is not bad, just in control
I don’t think that I am.
“Minute after minute,
until
dark coffee from my cup
turns into your drink now -” – wonderfully sensual piece as always and you always manage to capture the core and the essence and twirl it into enjoyement with a spice of an ending.
I was just thinking about that moment, when two people share a mouthful of coffee while kissing – it’s such a sensual and wonderful feeling. Thanks for being so sweet to comment!
*swoon* a delightful warmth spread through me as I read this. Yummy!
Yummy? Good! 🙂
Yes…yummy 😉
continued…..
Cannot stop asking if you love me more
more love pour on the mouth of yours
your glances of the eye killing me
my lips are longing to lick the dews
dews of your love on the cheek
cheek and neck of my unveiled fruit
fruit of the morning breakfast
break it fast with your words
words of love and lust
…………
flowing fluid from here and there..
end of breakfast.
Wow.
Now that’s a duet to be worth pondering about.
Breakfast is served..
with milkshake and honey dews! 🙂
I’ll let you indulge in a milkshake. It’s not for me.. But i’d gladly wash up after.
how sweet 🙂
😉
Ooh! So sexy, so cosmopolitan, so Basic Instinct. I can almost see Katherine Zeta-Jones, wearing diamonds and black silk, in an avant garde movie scene, with these words of yours voiced in the background. I am a little unsure whether ‘cease’ was the right word for the second line; but everything else was utter perfection.
Thanks so much for stopping by and commenting! Well, maybe you are right, KZJ might actually fit the bill here with her long black hair and red lipstick. Well thought!
As wonderful as ever Chatty, you paint such pictures with your words…
Thanks so much S. You are always so kind. I’m trying to catch up with everybody’s WP, tough job as my reader is not showing half of the blogs I follow..