She’s got legs that go up to the sky
I swear it, no word of a lie
I have to climb the ladder of her tights
Just to kiss her between her thighs!
women
Skies goodnight kiss
Sharp men stand on street corners
Broadcasting wealth on their wrists
As begging musicians spit
The rhymes from their unfiltered lips
And footsteps of women
Milling about, shopping for a little strange
A little glitz
Something that just…Oddly fits
Because it’s better to look handsome and beautiful
Than out of your wits!
Unlike the starving street musicians
now lying horizontally in doorways
for the skies goodnight kiss.
Lions.
Boys minds grow
With wild exuberance
As their eyes lay their claim
On stretched out backs
The women they shall never tame
For men are the domesticated
Not the women with whom they mated
After all that time, he waited
He finds himself frustratingly sated
Though wild blood still runs
Pooled in his guns
Waiting till the trigger is pulled
And there lays a lion
Who shall not be culled.
I won’t love
I won’t love a woman to oblivion
I’ll love her just enough
But mark my words
It’s gonna be rough
A part of your soul has to die
To hold in that kind of love
© silverbackgorilla poetry 2016 August
You dazzled me
You dazzled me
In your casual dress
your perfume drifting
in the breeze to my nostrils
You were certified to impress
And what bliss it is
Just to sit here next to you
© Silverbackgorillapoetry 2016 July
Hair of the dog
Drinking myself undrunk
Stepping inside away from the street humdrum
Neon sign glows ‘no vacancy’
And she’s a shadow on my wall
Cigarette between fingers
High heels make her tall
Her breasts pert and nipples erect
TV in the corner whispers white noise
the sound that permeates the aftermath of every choice
The end of cigarettes glowing cancer
Between lips in which I hanker
Mouths pucker between rings of smoke
Kissing oblivion between strokes
A silhouette riding cowgirl
Making me blind
The aftermaths white noise
Behind neon and TV lights
Resting between her thighs
Listening to the humdrum outside
© Silverbackgorillapoetry June 2016
Sway your hips to the music
Sway your hips to the music
Like you own every note
Pirouette on to me
Make me forget
The history my blood wrote
Shimmy that butt to the drums
The sound of my heart beating
You are the antidote
Breathe life into me
© 2016 June
Take me as i am
I will not shed 
my skin just to please you
standing there, dressed to the nines
Smiling and twirling your hair
Begging me to imagine what’s underneath
You must take me as I am
Not as who you want me to be
©2016 June
On the cusp
Shielding my eyes from the sun I see you in that summer dress Who’d have thunk it The blue eyed girl whose heart I won and the brown eyed boy I’m always torn On the brink of sex and ruin Always just on the cusp from love © 2016 May
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Perfume
Traces of your perfume Linger caressing the air Like your fingers Subtle approach Coy under veils Lest we be caught I sink into your aroma The ghost of your Voluptuous breasts Dancing, quivering Embraced between your thighs Enthralled by the movement Of hips Biting landmarks On each other skin I think I’ll just sit And let those memories Sink in ©2016 April
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