poetry meme - blame cluegirl

[flamingsword]

I'm all for it - all for the twist and swim,
The tender strokes that tell you where I've been,
Scars painted with sweat, slick across my skin.
My focus narrows when the light goes dim.

I live in the dampness of breath on lips
When kisses turn to panting and time slips
Smoothly to where you shake and I eclipse
Lights attempts to pry pleasure from our grips.

Like the proud shyness of novas - blushing,
You redden like the dawn, shake, come rushing,
I burn like a star, hot and contracting:
We who swim in sensation's sweetest swing.

A scar, a star; we are like the things we are.
We move like fishes finning to the bar
Sunlit underwater we race and spar.
We sail in saline, reoccur. We are.

- for xenoix_13

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Yes, this is a toss-off, and has not been edited. Feel free to offer suggestions on improving it, which of course I will never do, since I am perfect and sprang fully-formed from my fathers head.

(And you Brit-Pickers can keep your smutty minds to yourselves about tossing off.)