When Death Decides to Whisper Plant a Kiss Upon Its Lips~

When Death Decides to Whisper Plant a Kiss Upon Its Lips~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
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~soothing mortality~

"

He sat there

by the window

of stains

dreams still clenched

in his fist

he bent

a moment in a pearl brocade

unquenched

she unfurled her silks

like water

in cool drips

at his feet

against the tide

of mortality

ripe

which teased

against his ancient mind

 

She enjoyed him by the hour

capturing his gaze

he tasted her sublime

youth

throughout the  days

as dying went about

the figurines of glass

his cane against the door

in a stand of wood and brass

and she bent into his fixture

her hands into his bones

refusing to give meaning

to age

or to atone

for every sinuous curve

she brushed against his arms

of how she used her lips

to sooth him

like a balm

 

"You're greater than their fears."

she said

"Greater than their greed."

as she fed him honey

from a hive

and offered him reprieve

in the scripture

of her arms

embrace

and the psalms of what she was

she'd lift him

every night and day

to a dying time's applause

beneath the down of memory

and the crossroads of a scroll 

as he moved his youth out of his mind

to glaze her eyes of kohl

with his kiss

against her neck

unlocked and smooth

at her behest

sublime in every swallow

of her body made to sooth

 

And so the night enfolded

the old house settled

with a sigh

as she placed him on a bed

of oak

his hard hands had designed

and she kissed each fingertip

with a mouth of berry crème

and pulled him through the swelling

of her struggling

to be free

because

here

she wanted to be chained

to his days and to his nights

ached to enter him like water

to their horror and delight

as the hours fractured off the mirror

and lines deepened through his soul

she pressed her body into his

in that hour without control

curing him of life

feeding him in vain

as eternity crushed down

on another killing day

 

So smooth

she pulled him over

into a photograph from dust

she blew across its surface

and licked away the rust

until he stood against her gown

his fedora tilted to the right

she smiled against his chin

as death

transposed them through the light

where he took her in his arms

and she folded bright

into the tune

round

and round

to music

dance

he dipped her

and she leaned deep back

against the evermore of Time

where love may pause

but doesn't die

as long as there is just one left

to remember

to remember them~

 

And in a photo black and white

a man knelt down

a woman smiled

and the little girl who watched them there

placed her Ipod on a chair

and leaned in close

forward

to see

where she came from

where she'd be

to smooth the wheels turned in a clock. . . .

and a little girl sang

tick

and tock

 

 

 

copyright:2010vssmd/pa. inc

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

 

 

excerpt from .. . .


© 2012 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole



Author's Note

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
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The seduction of a woman....here she wanted to be chained
to his days and to his nights
ached to enter him like water
Love that line.

Such control, dominance, yet a willingness to surrender,
be the fantasy. You took us to the past, present, and brought a
house alive. And...here we go back in time...

Posted 7 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.



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2957 views!! Holy Crap!

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NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

lol~ thanks
Baby Ricochet

5 Years Ago

and I thought I was all bad a*s when one of my poems got on the popular reading list for about 8 sec.. read more
NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

LOL!~ in all fairness this has been up for two years!~ =)~
This is very well written. Loved it, from begining to the end.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

thank you kindly~ =)~
Beautiful poem. Great job!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

thank you, Baby Ricochet~ LOVE THAT NAME!! makes me smile =)~
Glad you are back surreal queen!
To read your words again, is so nice,
Nothing much more can explain the beauty
of this woven piece more... than your write itself.

Love love loved it!
Thank you,

E.L.


Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

5 Years Ago

By Rich lol? haha, he's an amazing one! Glad you're back xoxo
NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

yes~ he linked one of his poems from here to my FB page~ and after reading it I was like "Oh, sonofa.. read more

5 Years Ago

Haha.... pity I couldn't see it anymore on facebook, I just quit there lol.... but maybe also coming.. read more
there are not enough words in the universe to explain just how great this poem is.


Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

5 Years Ago

one close to my heart~ thank you Richard~
Richard Lane

5 Years Ago

:-)
I could revel in this poem for days. So much depth and fascination to be found here. Impacting work. Thanks for sharing dear!! xo

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Awesome! Smooth flow n rhyme n incredible
Imagery n content. :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gorgeous this is, encompassing an epoch of love. The ending sweet. Youth do not seem to be curious these days, so I really enjoyed that finish.
This is one of my favorites from you.
Thank you!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The true Master proceeds with a dignity that is recognized immediately. It is not written for interest, nor self-service, it brooks no contestation for it wagers no claim, yet it draws us irresistibly. This piece towers in its profundity, its sheer aesthetic of aching beauty, as if one should kneel and proffer homage while at the same time it humbles with its simplicity. Rife with the song of life it spans from conception to expiration with a grace rarely seen, and signals me with recognizable tokens that fire those deeply harbored wishes we offer as prayers to our dreams. A stunning display of higher conscience and deftly reflective of the nature of human sentience. Unreal how you achieve this while yet dripping with the fresh scents of romance and passion! AMAZING!!!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Watching love and listening to hearts... when its real there is no age unless it isn't as real as either thought.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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