Wonderstruck Wanderlust, poem by Rob Clark at Spillwords.com
Gabriel Matula

Wonderstruck Wanderlust

Wonderstruck Wanderlust

written by: Rob Clark

@HangryPoet197

 

Into sweet oblivion
Skies obsidian
Dotted w/shimmering iridescence
Her lingering essence
within the cicada ambience
of a waxing crescent
Scattered fragments
Abbreviate the Soul
So I appreciate the whole

Suffering comes w/wanting
to be in control
of the unknown

Whirlwind of fireflies
accentuates
iridescent eyes
against a backdrop
of violaceous twilight
You speak words
that become
orchid moonlight
A scene from a dream
Yet it’s not a dream
My heart lives here
& will forever
For now I am bound
to my silver cord tether

Cobweb guarded heart
Flames upon her shoulders
Things were far from over

New moon sponsored magick
Brooding in gossamer static
Something watches
Dark desire dreamscapes
Skeletons in the closet
Start a fire to escape

They carry
a body
that won’t
stay buried

Wicked wishful little tickles
Spread across scripted sigils
Obsidian shards carved parts
Orbital sockets fizzles drizzling sparks
Stelliferous showers
With her back in an arch…

Tantric antics
Sapphic sex Magick
Composed & folded within
waters kept placid

Sensual smitten
nimble vixen
Devil peddled
blistering infliction

Penned depiction
of being
pinned
into
submission

Goddess
got me caught in
my bronzed skin
addiction

Thoughts bezel
upon her pedals
beyond bronze medals

Fauna
Petals

Got settled
in her
hot kettle

Her bedroom eyes
Stiletto sighs
She slowly waltzes by
Making sure
She caught my eye
Amazing curves
Oh me Oh My

Sweet heat
Twice the spice
About to eat her alive
She’s on fire
Won’t be denied
I arise
for the ride

Pillow talk
in the aftermath
Bubble bath
after that

My poems & prose
composed
in wonder
Her petals unfold
into marigold summers
She bares her
very soul
in thunder

I’m awestruck
w/how flawless
all this
falls
into
place

She puts a finger to my lips
as I fumble over words
& whispers
“I’m already yours”

She spells
pleasure out
in smoky ink
Where there’s smoke
there’s fire
Her leather bound
holy pink
Passions evoked
Scribed desire
Immortalized
Fiery
across the naked papyri
of her diary
Her words are treasures
that inspire me

Explore
w/fingers
lips
& tongue
Equipped
w/features
She’s a
screamer
Fit for fun
She holds her own
Chiseled perfection
Sculptured stone
Sexual innuendo
Undertones
Stuck
by thorns
I pluck her rose

Nails in my back
Mark your territory
Break the skin
Sweet terraforming
as I’m buried
into your
warmth

Nails dug in
Leave ravines
Heated scenes
Me in-between
Deepened reason
for you to scream

Mark your territory
Claim what’s all yours
& only yours

HungER

I satiate her appetite
She has a bite
She falls into orbit
in raven skies
Gorgeous
My satellite

She wants the moon and stars
So I give her space
I kiss her beautiful scars
Grateful for the taste

Eternal & ubiquitous
Two beating hearts
Venus & Mars

Whelved
into how it felt
to experience
her melt
Waves of
undulating bliss
accentuated
the wetness
of her
kiss
Compelled
I could not resist
to freely fall
the more
she
completely
dissolved
Wonderstruck
in wanderlust
My all in awe

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