creative entity
passion
creativity slides
like perspiration
or is it inspiration
individuality humanity security
pooling on the floor
fading into pulsing rhythms
and perfect clarity
the intoxication of
heavy bass and writhing shadows
lights gleaming over
sweat-soaked skin
like the aurora borealis
so easy to let go of
everything
embrace emptiness
more potent than any drug
slipping over the mind
like a veil of silk
and velvet
obscuring thought
finding the muse
in the firm grip
of hands on slick hips
motivation comes with
the absences of thought
and sensibility giving way
to sensation
The title of the poem came from my friend's alias. I couldn't find something that fit the poem and then that came to me. Because of that, I'll dedicate this one to her. Anyway, the poem is about creativity and inspiration, and was in part to celebrate the return of my muse, who until recently has apparently been vacationing in the Bahamas.
creativity slides
like perspiration
or is it inspiration
individuality humanity security
pooling on the floor
fading into pulsing rhythms
and perfect clarity
the intoxication of
heavy bass and writhing shadows
lights gleaming over
sweat-soaked skin
like the aurora borealis
so easy to let go of
everything
embrace emptiness
more potent than any drug
slipping over the mind
like a veil of silk
and velvet
obscuring thought
finding the muse
in the firm grip
of hands on slick hips
motivation comes with
the absences of thought
and sensibility giving way
to sensation
The title of the poem came from my friend's alias. I couldn't find something that fit the poem and then that came to me. Because of that, I'll dedicate this one to her. Anyway, the poem is about creativity and inspiration, and was in part to celebrate the return of my muse, who until recently has apparently been vacationing in the Bahamas.