Love Poems, Poetry

East West Passage

We touched cheeks
East met west we sweat
Ans sweatily rolled
Against each other side
To side our shoulders
Arms dewy hands taut
Fingers turned our hips
Forward now belly to
Belly sex to sex our
Mouths open we found
Our peaceful
Passages in the dark

-M.

Love Poems, Poetry

Soon Is a Dirty Word

You’ve said soon
A thousand times it doesn’t
Make me miss you any less
It doesn’t manifest in ether The smell of you either I miss
That scent like flowers
But manly in a way
That makes me laugh stop
Making me laugh I seriously I do
Miss you
I want to say
Your tender touch but I
Don’t want to sound stupid and
I want to say your rough touches too
But I’m too mad to be
Dirty with you
Right now anyway the way
You put a dob of
Cream cheese frosting on
The tip of my nose that time and
Licked it off I hated that
My nose smelled like spit
For what seemed like weeks it
Wasn’t funny to anyone but you
I miss that too.

-M.