- Erotic Poetry
- Lingua Intima
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Click hereMouths speak the language of intimacy
without uttering a word
Your lips on mine so tender and sweet
with one brush I am wet,
flowing like a river of metta
towards its numinous destination
Your skin so salty from exertion
with one taste I am lost
Moaning, I bring my mouth to yours
kissing deeply, asking,
Can you taste yourself on my tongue?
Skin-hunger and flavor collide
setting into motion lips tongue and teeth
breath-play
Touching tongue to skin
I exhale upon it, a warm breath
Your moan spurs me on to blow
streams of air across the mouth-water
tongue-stamped to your flesh
Lips forming the symbols of intimacy,
speaking without words
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoI felt @ the end the title struck me n the last line; "Speaking Without Words" my eyes returned to top and read, "Lingua Intimacy"; could they be reversed Title/last line, and still be approppriate to the author both ways?
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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Anonymousover 17 years agonot sure about the line
'flowing like a river of metta'
I googled the word metta and it came up with a buddhism term, am a little confused
