Little Italy...

I don't know how the cookies crumble, but they will.
Nor when time passes, though it shall.
And should you ask if comes a light,
I'll thread not the unknown.

...And all I could do, was listen.

~N.Tulliv. March 21, 2010~

Untitled (Morning After)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egd5TRHlsr0 ...............o_0

Skin
So soft.
Sunset eyes softer.
Essence
Brought out.
Not during fornication.
Within live penetration.
Of each slow yet piercing breath.
Restrain.
Gaze deeper.
Hug closer.
Whisper louder.
Move slower.
Detach each finger.
Graze ten paths.
Feel.
Separate oneness.
Owned nirvana.
Mount.
Discover skin.
With lips.
Blank canvas.
Create freckles.
Via kiss.
Make apparent.
Previously missed.
Mirror.
Show chills.
Pulsed thru soul.
Trace spine.
Love.
Redefine the never known.
Wake.
To stranger.
Constant surprise daily.
Stare differently.
Each morning.
Yearning to learn nightly.
Til understood.
How it may feel.
Repeat.
And so on.
And so on.
~NT~

(c) 03.07.2010.

Bookmark...

And everytime opened up,
there words were.
Couldn't press forward
to turn the page.
Most feasible
was to flip thru previous words
spoken and un...

Ventured not
toward embrace to be held.
In fear of lingering
at private sheets.
Shaken heads in affirmation
at such sights.
Without embrace,
binding never existed.
Without embrace,
neglected souls became
covered in dust...

Hoped not
to receive inquiry about the other side.
For where propped open,
is where prompted to be.
Needed to read.
For this chapter
t'was not finished learning...
~NT

(c) 03-06-10

...spot holder...(lol)

[[[this is where "CheckMate" was...]]]....it'll return one of these days


...trying to have my posts be less discombobulated and more in chronological order....as of now anyway lol
~NT