Lovely Lady

You may be beautiful,

But what more do you have?

With looks, but no money?

I’ll pay you for your worth.

 

Some coins for your teeth

Royal with their pearly crowns.

 

A dozen dollars for your hair

Locks of their own without being captured by keys.

 

I gave you freedom from your looks

In exchange for a human toy.

 

Yes, you’re a lovely lady, doll.

The Way We Talk

Words taking flight

On a trip, traveling up my throat

Flitting across my tongue

And playing at the tip

Where they brush past my lips

And escape.

But what happens

When there are no words?

A different form of communication

Evolves without trying.

Your lips on mine-

The pressure, lingering, intensity

All signs that show me

What you want, need, desire.

A secret code, no-

A secret passed

From one pair of lips to another

A conversation that lasts a lifetime.

This language is our own.