IT’S ALL IN TWO

Hand in hand
with frothy beer.

Bottle-tops missing
as is my top too.

I squirm uncomfortably
on the sand
as you return the favour.

And I drink
barley juice
out of your mouth.

It’s all vitamins anyway.

Bottomless happiness
surrounds

your mind,
my body,
our longings.

Deceiving words
and
chalky food
is a substitute we found content in.

Enrich my world
with oily passion.

Dripping down saliva.

And you will see
that
“she sells seashells”
of your prickly past.

With echoes.
Not of sea,
but of your sins.

Im topless.
Shameless.
Hiding nothing
but my eyes.

You squirm now,
on the sand.

Withering relationships
and
sinking ships of love.

Forget the seashells,
pebbles,
cherry knots
and
me.

Hoot hoot no more.

Im taking sandy beaches
elsewhere.

– Chatty Owl –

TAMING WILD HORSES

You found me naked
moments after I didn’t want to
be discovered,
yet
I still let you watch me
while I was watching you(r)
reaction.
Exposed skin
became less and less visible
by the soundless noise of the soft cashmere
that suddenly covered my arms.
Dark cotton slid on my skin
flawlessly
as
the colour of my pale milky legs
got replaced by denim.
Glimpses of the bare flesh
got exchanged for fabric
and
your surprised expression
got exchanged for mutual attraction.
Buzzing in the air.
I watched you watching me
getting dressed
and you could barely control your excitement
and the urge
to rip my clothes
back off.
Even though you heard
my mind screaming “no”
in reply,
we both knew
that all you had to do
is say one word
to make it all happen.

I make pretty words
sound filthy
and you tame wild girls
to act oh-so-obedient.

– Chatty Owl –