November 13, 2010

Stephen Jarrell Williams

 
STIRRING CIRCLES

In your pudding
stirring
circles

moon
white
skin

corks on your breasts

pulling them

jackhammering
the dip
center
hips
swaying

moaning
into a rollercoaster
almost bucking me off

we laugh
into a cuddle

against tomorrow.




HIDDEN

What is it
you hide?
Tell me before we burn.

I can't take the guessing anymore.

Soak me in your butter.
Fry me on your belly.
Taste me as you confess.


 CP
 
Stephen Jarrell Williams loves to write, listen to his music, and dance late into the night.  He was born in Fort Belvoir, Virginia.  His parents are native Texans.  He has lived most of his life in California.  His poetry has appeared here and there and in-between...

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