Hissing
“skin redolent with unspoken kisses” ~ Jaime Mathis, It Rises and Falls
“Never let a fool kiss you and never let a kiss fool you.”
A kiss, if spoken or unspoken, smells
Of nothing. Kisses touching skin or lips,
Those kisses licking earlobes cast their spells
But if the kiss is only hinted, hips
Will not allow the sphincter of the hole
Between them to go loose. A gasping throat
Will not result. That throbbing, thick-veined pole
That threatens kissing’s meaning will not bloat
To consummation if a kiss is dreamed,
Dreamed, dreamed, is only open-mouthed and does
Not penetrate with poet tongue. A screamed
Invasion is desired, not silent buzz.
..The melodies above hot cushions freed
….By pounding, pulsing wish will just mislead.