Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Tag: Erotic
Witching
Posted on July 20, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Our intimacy is a witch It casts a desire—which Moves me to no words Immobilizes me into A multiple oneness, To stillness, which yearns for… The witch of our movement
Category: PoetryTags: Erotic, Love, Passionate, Poem, Poetry, Sex, Witchcraft, Writing
Sweet Weed
Posted on July 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
The flesh of my lover’s body Still taut within memory’s touch That distance shaped my femininity Her sweet, sweet, large lips, appeared As a succulent rooted plant Which allowed me into her meadow To traverse the yard, to stretch within the clover Tasting… Continue Reading “Sweet Weed”
Laminate Is A Pervert
Posted on April 13, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Don’t snuggle with a rug Unless properly vacuumed And groomed Hardwoods are bit ornery but shine right up When waxed with love Hook Shag up with a van They’re meant for each other Indoor Outdoor likes it both ways Tiles are squares, most… Continue Reading “Laminate Is A Pervert”
Washcloths Are Scrubs
Posted on April 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
A bath towel knows the raw and rude truth Which in most cases Is not a good thing A paper towel gets wet Easily. Then it’s all over In one or two short wipes A kitchen towel thinks they’re fancy schmancy But is… Continue Reading “Washcloths Are Scrubs”
Category: Poetry, The Fashioned SeriesTags: Advice, Author, Bathroom, Cleanliness, Decor, Erotic, Household, Interior Decorating, Kitchen, Poem, Poetry, Relationships, Sex, Towels, Writer, Writing
Never Smooch A Brooch
Posted on March 23, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Always walk arm and arm With a purse. They’re insecure And get addicted to junk Don’t listen to babbling bracelets They get caught up in the apparel Never hang out with a trashy trinket Necklaces will fool you With spoiled-ass sweet talk… Continue Reading “Never Smooch A Brooch”
Flannel Likes Your Grandma
Posted on March 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Comforters are insecure Blankets hide in between secrets Muffling the truth of the matter Pillows make lewd suggestions To any side of the head That happens to take an interest Sheets are cold at first Until they warm up to you King, Queen,… Continue Reading “Flannel Likes Your Grandma”
Vastness
Posted on February 6, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
Moons hug tightly to their brightened lovers, never letting go, gravity keeping them together. Stars and galaxies fill the void around them, flying farther and farther apart. Their vast emptiness is not an increase in solitude. The darkness is full of energies. Sometimes I… Continue Reading “Vastness”
I See Behind The Glance
Posted on January 16, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
I see behind the glance The smell of hair My nose dug deep Kisses graze off Missed deserts drink Daylight, a fear Nighttime, a place of fibs Soft hidden in the harsh I have no sight Beyond what I feel Fingertips… Continue Reading “I See Behind The Glance”
Category: PoetryTags: Author, Creative Writing, Depression, Erotic, Heartbreak, Kissing, Loneliness, Love, Meditation, Night, Nighttime, Passion, Poem, Poetry, Sex, Spirituality, Writer, Writing
There Are Days Of Longer Daylight
Posted on January 10, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
There are days of longer daylight When time can’t figure out what direction it travels. A lost light, which cannot heal, as it hurls itself forward A movement through something, changing Abandoned. It cannot come back or go home. We build nests… Continue Reading “There Are Days Of Longer Daylight”
We Awaken In The New Dry Day
Posted on January 2, 2015 by Elan Mudrow
You are like the missing rain Only the mist has been caught in the trees A thousand kisses fall to the ground Mud has formed at my feet I am on my hands Tracing your lips Wooden steps support me The world is… Continue Reading “We Awaken In The New Dry Day”
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