I want
To break you
Not from cruelty
Or weakness
But from a want
Strong as gravity.
Even in passing,
The urge you inspire
Makes my paws heavy
Ready to grasp you close
Pull your hair,
Tease and dishevel you
A rambunctious glorious play.
Belly laughter and bruises,
Red stripes of flesh like tiger markings,
To test and push,
And all of it makes a sense which
Sits quiet and patient,
Alongside the sweep of conversation,
The poetry of silences
Which express the all,
Baby girl,
I appeal not to reason,
But to the storm,
The raging ocean,
The roaring animal
Which lives in the perfumed garden
Of your flesh
Yet I know the joy
Of your smile taking wing
And brightening the air
Around me.
MB Blissett 
A rambunctious glorious play. – I actually love this line. Rambunctious is a great word and a brave word to use in poetry, you use it well.
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Thank you. Sometimes, when I am recording for the spoken word versions, I realise I’ve put myself in a bit of a corner but some words just fit with what i want to say.
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It is a terrific word and ought to be spoken.
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My favourite is callipygian
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Now I need to look that up
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It’s a glorious lil word
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I really love this sensual poem.
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thank you so much. I’ve recorded a spoken word version this evening
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