Tuesday, September 04, 2012

tipsy fingers play footsie

hand on my hand
evidence of strength.
smooth sensuality changes gear
subtle shift of bare sensations
rest in the small of my back
light touches of the fingers
ignite the skin,
refresh volatile thoughts.
will it last
that bare white emotion
nine is only a number
gassed into bits
five is my destiny
when I enter your mind again
after eight hours
my hand, your fingers
banter with each other,
then coming into their element,
play the erotic dance
rawness of which amazes me still

"taming the toes was never a duty,
why then I curl my feet?"


Daydreamertoo said...

Ah... the heart knows the feel of love, tipsy fingers or, not.
Very sensual, the rawness amazing, the curl of the feet, sexy indeed ;)

Unknown said...

A wonderful poem! love the comment at the end, you made me smile--why indeed? Toes were never meant to be tamed :-)

Unknown said...

really a lot of neat lines here. the senses come alive here, ignite, such a great word, as it really sticks with you as you continue through the piece. Great read. Thanks

Jeff said...

Very well done. I like the little pause of the work day, only a brief interruption of the fire of love.

Sheilagh Lee said...

Aw the dance of passion. I love this

Myrna R. said...

Nice love poem. So good to be able to rely on those curly toes.

Anonymous said...

A sweet and passionate poem. The title makes me smile and smile and smile.

Old Egg said...

What a delight it is to meld, merge be at one with the other. You words were electric as each touch, each reaction was shared and beautifully conveyed.

Sara McNulty said...

Beautiful poem. Toes are meant to be happy and dancing!

Jae Rose said...

I like the play with numbers in this piece..like guessing how many fingers are tickling your back..jae

RMP said...

love the idea of hand and fingers bantering. Nice use of 3WW.

Herotomost said...

Pretty damned hot if I do say so myself. I love that kind of interaction....loved it.

Martha Eskuchen said...

This gave me warm fuzzies. Wonderful intimacy, and I like the continuation after the separation to work.
Thanks for sharing.

Susan said...

Better than tipsy! Fingers. Footsie. Banter. Erotic Dance.

Teresa said...

What a wonderful fun poem! Love the finger fun.