Damn. I just wrote 3 poems, and they all have a similar style to them, but they're all about completely different things. Score one for me. I really love the last one. OMG. If suggestive/seductive poetry is your thing, you may enjoy it as well.
And also, I updated fic today, notably the last chapter of Breakdown (finally done!) and some more Tony/McGee fic following up Two Can Play That Game. That one is HOT. And funny. I love the end. They're over at my fanfic journal,
monica_doggett.
sticks and stones...
believing that your
silky smoke voided the flame
YET invisible
lack of conditioning
the air thickens around me,
settling into the smooth groove
between my head and shoulders -
wandering gypsy no longer.
suffocating, hyperventilating
in the heat of summer noon,
condensing senses into sweat,
soaking thoughts in salt water
trenches. a sticky end’s in sight.
full
stretch your lips and curl your senses.
oh, baby, twist your bones around me.
with a flick of your wrists, you’ll tie
your hips to mine. strangle bliss.
kiss the inside of my fingertips
with a moan. eat my love, devour it.
bring me home to stay, big daddy.
(i’m gonna be yours, all yours.)