sexchocolateicecream: My Sens(x)uality. Expressed. Poetically.

I)

You look

     ...ripe


deliberately woman


and I wonder what would happen
if you let yourself go - burst,
sweet seeds of you
freckled on my face - You'd taste like:
pain, summer's rain,
sand from the beach
where buddha mamas
run naked: mango breasts
                    plantain hips
                    cookie-dough thighs
skin tenderised
by too much love-making.



II) LIST OF THINGS TO DO WHILE WAITING FOR UR NAILS TO DRY...

1. Stuff your nightmares/ in a seashell/ on a seashore
and watch it float away

2. Sculpt a sand goddess in your own likeness

3. Run she-power workshops for mermaids

4. Publish that book

5. Quit that job

6. Demolish that profiterole

7. Grow.



III) THINGS TO NOTE WHEN SCULPTING A SAND GODDESS...

Only hands that have pleasured Self can sculpt her

Use starfish for her nipples,
seaweed (not algae) for her bush,
and of course: pearls for the most delicate of places.



IV)

We woman-folk

We mama buddhas

run naked down the beach

to catch sweet seeds of you

fall

from the mango tree.