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Withering Cedars, Georgia, United States
My name is Tim Morris. I currently dwell in Northwest Georgia on my estate, Withering Cedars, nestled at the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, with my lovely wife and two beautiful daughters, where I teach high school American literature. I have been writing poetry for the majority of my life. I write about what I see around me. When asked, I describe my style as "realist romantic surrealism". The environment, sex, jazz, religion, politics, family, etc., are the subjects on which I tend to focus. When I am not writing, I play the banjo, didgeridoo, or drums or wander aimlessly shooting odd objects with my camera.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

"it's simple...you"

i need to devour your essence -

moonlight offers
a taste of ornate wine
sprinkled across your flesh -
                  i want to rest my head
on the cusp
of your pubic mound -

i need to absorb your breath -

moonlight offers
a taste or ornate wine
causing your soul to thresh -
                  i want to whisper poetry
where your torso
meets your thigh -

to fall away with you
through life -


to melt into you
in death -


a fire...
             burns its way...
                                                        the starlit sky -


jonnia said...

That is the most powerful Valentine's Day verse I've ever read! Beautiful!

The Junkyard Poet said...

Thank you so much. I really like this one too.