She wants him to journey
through her, trail his fingers
along paths of discovery,
raise mountains of delight,
explore lingual caverns,
create tsunamis of desire.
But travelling is work,
and he’s not up to the flight.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Too bad he’s not!
Indeed, Sabra!
Viagra!! LOL!! 🙂
The ‘he’ isn’t interested in the trouble of flying, but I think his plane is probably air-worthy. 😉
You never disappoint!
🙂
Estela
Thank you, Estela.
Lovely work!
I have such ways to go.
I like your work, it’s touching.
Try playing with even numbered syllable counts in your lines. I notice you like 5 syllables which can feel abrupt. See what you think after using 4 or 6 on some lines? (Try a poem with 6 lines, building the syllable count: One, two, three, four, five, six) It’s fun to play with building and descending counts. 🙂
I was speaking as a man or human but help with my fleeting work will always be a good thing. Thanks – Ill incorporate
I inspired myself by my comments to you, so today’s poem, “Made” is an example of what I was talking about. A little fun for Sunday.
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Oh so sad! Nice piece Shawn…evocative and human!
Thank you, Rob.
What a loss he brings on himself!
indeed.
a common failing among us all!
Ok…what i got from this…she wants him to have sex….he’s not up for it….or 2. She wants him to get to know her better….he’s a little bit preoccupied probably with himself and he’s not up for it.
Great writing!
It’s the reader’s job to interpret and take away her/his own meaning. Once a poem is published, it’s meaning is in the eye of the beholder. 😉 Your ideas work.