POETRY | LOVE
Mouth to Mouth
Soul to soul

It’s your eyelashes They’re Breathtaking Brushing my bottom lip against your dimpled Chin as you lay m-o-t-i-o-n-l-e-s-s so placid ENTRANCED by our beatific becoming on This cynosure cloud, connectivity infinity One body cocooned in supple sheets and Plush skin-on-skin
________________Purity Yours or mine? Mine is yours as we gaaaaze And jettison to hinterlands heuristic, sweet Halcyon, some sweat-soaked faraway state [Hiveminds] Conjoined, neuroplasticity perfect-pressed Against your chest, anterograde attraction Aura in nonpareil sight surreptitious, kiss Migraine sensual, speeding past sensorial STOP signs, sundial hands interlocking
Interlaced fingers, strumming as we shape Shifting elevating two entwined humans to Castor, whispers of our mythos And His Blinding brother Pollux, Grecian tales told Attenuate our gloaming, balmy beauty (!) Rockabye swings and sways cradling your Fog-face mirrored love locomotion elocute Sybaritic shockwaves up my spine, surreal Wait —
Rhythmic juncture impasse interluding in Awe, we’re one again again again again yes Kneeling on my thighs, dirty blond tresses Clasping, curling every strand, angel hairs Centigrade > encompassing > pyretic dream Nonplussed Friction fecundate instinctual habitual puff Panting crisscrossed ions of norepinephrine Spoon-feeding nature’s chemical soup open Mouthed and myopic, ricochet chain ReACTION
Nearsightedness belies this blur (so close) _________UP Downcast Directionless dexterity, dulcified plenitude Of shared offerings to one soul spoken for Arched backs artfully descend on pillowy Disheveled webbing, framing us in stasis Breathing air anew, iconized in Lovability.
© Edward Swafford 2023
Thank you for reading! And a huge thank you to Wolf Eberhardt for housing this piece in Iceberg’s Poetry.
I hope this poem can demonstrate the difference between ‘sensuality’ and ‘erotica’. I believe there should be more poetry focusing on same-sex male interactions, yet that’s rather uncommon on this platform, which is strange to me as love is love!
