Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Behind Her Words

Between her syllables
there are syllables,
curling up among
each literal phrase
a purring kitten
of affectionate subtext.

There are words
behind her words,
wrapping around
all naked statements
a bear skin rug
of warm possibility.

Inside her expressions
are expressions,
hypnotically accompanying
every plain avowal
a singing Siren
of irresistible charm.

Within her language
there is language,
snuggling between
any ordinary inquiry
a pretty child
of endless wonder.

5 comments:

Ryan K said...

Some lyrics I wrote yesterday. All they need now is some music--and perhaps a chorus.

;•)

Quitmoanez said...

Whatever the case, RUN THE OTHER WAY!

:)

Lorne Roberts said...

ha! this is great!

D.Macri said...

Men, women, and the fear/hatred some men have for women was a theme at the last gallery I visited in Seoul. It included the work of the tortured Munch, and the cynicism of Rop. I will try to post something later about it.

cara said...

Playful and risky (language and otherwise)

I really like it.