DELICATE DESIRES

  We dangle delicacies (far from looking delicate) to tempt the beasts to play ferocious for our pleasure, for our entertainment. We put money on the beast who can be more brutal than the bunch. We are intrigued by the beasts whose nature we’ve changed, caught and caged, who we’ve tempered and tamed in our […]

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THE DEPTH UNDER THE MOON

  Moonlight melts languidly on liquid lakes like suds on dishes like snow on windows like thicker skin over age-old scars. Moonlight floats momentarily on rippling reflections like the tingle after kisses like the scent after sex like the pain after parting. Moonlight flirts on the water to divine whether the depth is worth the […]

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LIQUID RHYTHM

  Need is hard (to give in to that craving for connection) ‘Not yet,’ I said (to Time, teasing along twitching ties), ‘Drink me not, dark angel’ (we are light still and far from brewed). Joy is a dance of liquid rhythm (lithe are we, fluid forms falling into arms not always favouring hold), hearts […]

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AGEING FRUIT IN THE HOT SUN

  Beat and blow and bare away, let not blood rip beauty black. We watch, we want. “I want hot peaches, honey,” you said. “No music for me, no sun”   All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly This is a repost as I am busy baking birthday cakes for myself and co workers

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THIS HISSING IN THE SUMMER

  Summer as the city slips into slumber, after last night’s thunder, as skin slides from winter’s shawls and shackles and pitches itself proudly in parks where not even dogs bark, where shadows have sunk into sweaty soil as feverish fingers smooth skin with soothing oil. Summer in the city and temperatures are oozing over […]

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THE CURRENT OF CREAMY COFFEE

  I sink beneath your skin like sea sweeping over sand, you, a thousand grains glistening while I wash over you in warm waves, your salty sweat sweet below my current. I slip between your lips like cream coming into coffee, our senses fired like frothed fluid as we pound passion into fragile flesh once […]

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BERRY KISSES, COLOUR ON CURT CORNERS

  Bright red berries linger on bushes before sunsets like lip’s lightness that lingers after kisses. Bright red berries tremble in the afterglow of careful witness like mouths that modulate after tender caress. Bright red berries adorn towering twigs thick and tall like lips in favour of that fine flexed flesh. Bright red berries slip […]

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