Luke warm sheets
suspend my ankles
as you catch my breath
with your mouth,
and I know
I won’t leave this dream tonight
anything but wet.

– Chatty Owl –


63 thoughts on “INTERLUDE

  1. mrmodigliani says:

    Like the Grand Canyon, Chatty’s words split open the earth and we all willingly walk to the edge and jump into the deep gorge of her passion

    • Paul F. Lenzi says:

      oh please no – not at all – some of your more sensual poems do indeed make me blush – like an inadvertent voyeur – that’s the power of your words at work – I come from a more private and perhaps prudish era – still learning to fully express my own feelings through this late in life practice of writing poetry and blogging – I quite honestly admire your tantalizingly expressed sense of self

    • Chatty Owl says:

      I must say, I don’t think it has everything to do with the era one is born in. It comes with personality as well, I think. But it makes me smile and smirk in pleasure a little that my words make you blush.

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