There’s a crack in everything
that’s how the light gets in
– Leonard Cohen
Let your magic hair tickle secrets from my thighs,
as you sing our ragged future through my soul.
There’s no turning back (you fine furry fuck).
You are my man. My sorcerer.
Majestic, you move through the crack in my everything.
That’s how your light gets in.
That’s how you help me breathe.
Your fingers move through the spaces of my bones
as you shoulder loose the gloaming of another well-lived day.
You are it for me, my LaLa.
If only you were home tonight,
for the monkey on my back,
balancing a lotus act
along its crooked track.
Brenda Warren 2014
Written for Elizabeth’s Day 2 prompt.
Yowza…you might just summons the great Mr.Cohen if you keep this up brenda…sexy and fine…very fine.
Oh yes, this was good 🙂
Oh, you sexy little devil you. Love it, Brenda. I most certainly enjoyed the honesty here. i am poemless at the moment, but that is ok, I am not going to push myself.
good job again, Brenda…
Oh Brenda, you might wanna put a warning on this one…you smokin’ and this one is hot! Think you’ve been storing it up for a while…Whew! This could be a very fun 30 days, thank you.
Agreed! But it’s great. Let it all hang out.