Khul Waters' Poetry...
moments of passion & insight
A few excerpts...
While Sitting in an Armchair
...Listening to my croaking lust
sends a shudder down my spine,
dousing my molten body
in a flood of fear
at the coarse selflessness
of my unbridled passion,
washing me towards calm,
cooling me into a quieter
unquiet.
…Until another laughing breast
sends a spark down my spine
and my passion is flamed
afresh.
Readings
of Poems
My Darling
The Phone
Struggling Against Fate
Fallen Angels
Now you float inside my will,
wrap yourself around that strength
and offer all that you are to me.
My wonder at your gift of yourself
floods through me
and I too am washed away
until two become just one.
One desire, one intent, one joy.
Lovers lost inside their love.
And we soar as we move together,
low groans echoing inside fused mouths.
Slow pushes become urgent
as we drive our single self
towards the release our love craves.
The Phone
I dislike phones!
Well, to be more precise,
I disliked phones…
Yet you have changed that dislike
to delight,
to joy,
to a need
and now I am a phone junkie.
Laughs…yes, I am blaming you again
and, yes, that is unfair,
but no apologies will you hear
from these pathetic lips
as I count down the hours
till you ring again
and my joy can flow anew.
Our Love Is My Mantra
...I love you my, girl.
Even back when I did not know you,
my part of our soul searched
for its completeness.
Now we are one,
I can love again –
joyously,
exquisitely,
gratefully.
I can love again –
with all that I was,
with all that I am, and
with all that I will become.
My girl, I am yours
Because, always, that is what I have been
and because, always, that is what I will be.
In this I have no power to say yea or nay.
I love you beyond reason.
I love you beyond passion.
I love you beyond will
for together we are
one destiny fulfilled.