Sunday, June 23, 2013

American birds

shake loose your hair.
run your fingers through mine,
like spirits dancing in fire.

lean over me.
take your time, as the hawk does,
or the gentle mourning dove.

do anything you like with me.
i will stay with you,
just as the native grass leans with the wind,

unable to help itself
and not meant to.
_______

for Susie's mini-challenge at Real Toads: the poetry of Jim Morrison



23 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

really nice!

LaTonya Baldwin said...

Alright now! Should have a warning: adult material. :-)

hedgewitch said...

Lovin the tags. And the poem is in no need of any additional comment, but lovin that too.

Susie Clevenger said...

Steamy, love it. Jim Morrison oozed sensuality as does this piece. Thanks so much for participating in the challenge!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"like spirits dancing in fire" is especially wonderful.

Maggie Grace said...

Woven with such beautiful phrases...spirits dancing in the fire...the mourning doves...takes me from one mood to another. Love your tags too!

Peggy said...

Beautifully done!

Myrna R. said...

Very sensual. The lover gives all of herself. Beautiful.

Sioux said...

Shay--This poem brings to mind a summer day. It's too hot to move quickly or exert too much energy, but there's still plenty of pleasure to be found...

Joanna Jenkins said...

Whoa-- that was hot.
jj

Mama Zen said...

Perfect.

TALON said...

Oh, but I loved this, Shay. You know me and birds. :)

HermanTurnip said...

I'd rather be a blade of grass flutter in the wind than a mighty oak struggling against it...

Lynn said...

That's so beautiful, FB!

Margaret said...

Sizzlin'!

"just as the native grass leans with the wind,
unable to help itself"

I swooned over that line! Hey I have a post almost all about SEBASTIAN on my horse blog :) Hope you get time to enjoy it.

Poet Laundry said...

Charged with passion!

Daryl said...

very very thought provokingly erotic

Helen said...

Do I dare say it? Yep. This is a light my fire poem.

G-Man said...

Keep your eyes on the road,
and your hands upon the wheel!

Other Mary said...

I just love the disparate things you combine.

Patricia A. McGoldrick said...

I like the line "just as the native grass leans with the wind" --such a fitting analogy!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

The surrender here is surprisingly erotic. Wonderful, Shay-de-Lady

Lolamouse said...

HOT!!!