Lingo

sit with me,
talking about your impressive weed,
the stop sign you stole
and the color of your bedroom,

lulling me with your ocean speak
your ocean thoughts
ocean body,
ocean ways.

speak to me,
rhythmic and methodical,
the sound from your mouth
washing over me like waves;
you have me so enchanted.

contemplate with me,
teach me new lingo
and tell me old jokes.

lay with me,
let me fall into you,
dark and warm,

calm and wise
like the summer coast
that we are both from.

light my bedroom
with a late night phone call

or a late night house call

light up the corners of my room
the corners of my body
the corners of my mind.

your body illuminates mine as
pale dawn arrives in my window
and you leave through my door

leaving nothing but the stars you summon
resting in the corners of my room.
 

Reviews

[PianoandPage]

i really enjoy it when words are repeated well... like

"lulling me with your ocean speak
your ocean thoughts
ocean body,
ocean ways."
&
"light up the corners of my room
the corners of my body
the corners of my mind."

i agree with hedra... this has a highschool romance. the sort of all encompassing rapture we feel with someone.

[Hedra Helix]

this reminds me of the highschool days, when that afternoon sun would come streaming in all golden, protecting the memories in amber. thank you for the flashback. beautiful piece.
ahh.... that first stanza espec is great.

[akarusty]

What interests me the most about this poem is the thematic metaphors you use with regards to this other person. The use of 'ocean' as like a mystery captivates me and yet the line 'like the summer coast that we are both from' suggests you too (or at least the narrator) are part of that mystery also, which flips the mysteriousness on its head. And also the use of metaphorical 'light' the other person brings to you, and yet 'let me fall into you, dark and warm' suggests there is a darkness to this other person as well. Plus the coupling of 'dark and warm' with 'calm and wise' suggests a calming darkness about this other person that the light is merely masking on the outside, if that makes sense. Love it.

[Travis Lawrence]

This is a beautiful poem. So smooth and graceful, and emotionally driven. It gives me hope that love actually exists.

Have a nice day!

[Kasey Klein]

Very nice, Molly.

Nice to meet you.

Ocean-speak is a wonderful metaphor, nicely tied around the poem.

Wonderful:
"teach me new lingo
and tell me old jokes."

You sketch well with a sharpened pencil, not once smearing the image.