FLOATY BOATY - New Poem by Strider Marcus Jones from Pomegranate Flesh

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FLOATY BOATY

old tracks and elven voices

through the ages clear,

echo those rejoices

then and now, not here.

into the West they went,

leaving behind her music and her scent

in the candle of her moon

and word warmed room

of silver branches-

where streams flow up

and starlight dances

over the cup

of cerebral foreplay

that makes the melancholy mundane day

go floaty boaty

on mental maps

where lips lapped

and tongue tip tapped

forward and back

on moist moaty-

a sensuous place, where conversations dream,

floated in speech bubbles above the scene,

anchored to each mouth and head-

stroking the music rising from the bed.

Copyright Strider Marcus Jones 2012. From his book POMEGRANATE FLESH. All Rights Reserved.

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