The elation
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04h27Words of my twisted mind.
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A short poem (in french at first, cause I am) but I found it pretty good in english tho

The elation

by 04h27

I have made this sticky, slimy dream.

Of his body

And my body

Naked

Both naked

And one against the other.

I have made this penetrating, staggering dream.

Of two human beings which love each other

Him

And I above.

There were hands everywhere

And caresses

Without retained.

The redness under the skin and the breaths

Bruises of the embraces

Insufficient.

I have made this dream so profoundly settled

Of your body against mine

Of unconsumed love

To consume urgently

Under my white sheets

Curves

Sharp-angled at the joint

Of your fingers closed on

My heart

A sweetness

In the day paleness

Behind the scratched curtain

As your skin is

Under my eager nails

Of your caresses

The elation.

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04h27Words of my twisted mind.
3 months ago
🖕🏼
To someone I know

04h27Words of my twisted mind.
9 months ago
Dear Lover
Short story for lovers.

04h27Words of my twisted mind.
9 months ago
While you were gone.
The long story of what was the love.



bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
Thank you. This is absolutely beautiful. I love French. You can tell me to go eat merde and I will think it is beautiful. I might be a Francophile.

04h27Words of my twisted mind.
9 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil L'allégresse J'ai fais ce rêve collant, gluant. De son corps Et mon corps Nus Tous deux nus Et l'un contre l'autre. J'ai fais ce rêve pénétrant, renversant. De deux êtres qui s'aiment Lui Et moi au dessus. Il y avait des mains partout Et des caresses Sans retenu. La rougeur sous la peau et les souffles Bleus des étreintes Insuffisantes. J'ai fais ce rêve si profondément installé De ton corps contre le miens D'un amour non consommé A consommer de toute urgence Sur mon sommier. Des courbes Anguleuses à la jointure De tes doigts refermés sur Mon coeur Une douceur Dans la pâleur du jour Derrière le rideau griffé Comme ta peau Sous mes ongles avides De tes caresses L'allégresse.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
Oh, yes, let us see it in French.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
9 months agoReply
Beautiful! One must never separate the physical sensuality from the cerebral nature of love. You captured that so well without egregious sexuality. Great poem!!!!!