Black & Kinky Amongst Brown Waves


poem of the week: tongue tied
March 13, 2012, 10:32 pm
Filed under: kinks, love

i wrote a lot this week, thanks to the inspiration of the monthly writing circle i help to facilitate. There are a number of pieces that need some fine tuning, but this one is ready to spread its little wings…

tongue tied
(c) 2012 margaux delotte-bennett

your native tongue drips from my lips
sometimes
syllables formed in throats open
and hungry
we speak in a language still being born
because it has
no cultural context
no historical notions
no links to a particular time while
claiming a certain space

our bodies long to speak the language
that our tongues are trying to create
bodies long and straight
tongues curled and warm
dancing across palates and teeth spread

to await
the safe passage

through
parted lips
ready

to be filled.

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