late to the party -- 3w4DW

[devohoneybee]

prompt me and I'll write you a poem.

fannish or non -- if non-fannish, a theme would be nice.


today's poem:

Late to the party

I come
when mostly empty bottles line the wall
and someone's fidgeting with the sound
and the remnant of something scandalous
is in the air
and one guest, or four, lies curled in a corner
or an overstuffed chair
with a satisfied look on her face
and someone is gently stroking
another one's head
who is looking back with tilted gaze
calmly curious
about what comes
next

Comments

[luminosity]

Galaxies and precious stones.

for Luminosity -- "Trust"

[devohoneybee]

i don't want to think
how these atoms, the atoms of the air
you breathe, wetly, into me,
were forged
in the fires of creation
in some galaxy before this
before the last reboot
of everything

i don't want to know, now,
how, spiraling
through all narrative and time,
human desire emerged,
and what its place is
in the larger scheme of things

i only want
your breath inside me.
not the jewel of understanding
but your voice
low and rumbling
as it penetrates
my skin