i bet the neighbours heard it too
and i bet they're jealous

Sweet notes of sex linger in the air
A moanful memory
Enticement and enchantment decorate like humming twinkly lights in dim
A slow afterburn
A buzz that still leaves nerves heightened and shimmering
As the body breathes back what it let out
In
Deep
Core
Pleasure
A reverberation that tickles the spine
And boxing-match knocks the lungs right outta the ring
And into the gasp of your name
That bursts into the air like a birth of a sunflower all at once
Bright
Bursting
Every lasting touch still throbbing through roadmap veins
Drunk and shaky, still
Drinking it all in
Filled to the brim
Clinging to skin like edges of teacup thin cliffs
Goddamn.
About the Creator
Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
Water is Life ✊



Comments (9)
Perfectly wow 🏆🏆🏆I subscribed to you please add me too 🏆🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️
Very, very sexy!! I have to agree with Dharrsheena; I love the line, "roadmap veins" !!
Oo very nice. :) hot! -r
Oooo, roadmap veins, I especially loved that!
gods damn that's a sexy poem, hearts beating a little harder.
"Goddamn," indeed! Check YOU out! LOL! Very nice, Oneg!
Dayum.....go 'head Oneg! Spicy poem. Loved it!
I heard you all the way up here in Missouri
And that would be a bet you would easily win, Oneg. Yes, we are jealous. Breathlessly hot.