Gabriel Nicholas

My poetry is Rhythm, Feelings, and Emotions and if I include love into my poetry

Does that make my poetry Oral Sex?

Can I lay you down with my poetry and kiss your shoulders with a whisper?

Tell you you’re beautiful in more than 5 stanzas

A poetic tantra to induce a climaxing flowing river through your body

Because baby sweet nothings

are nothing

I’ve only just begun

First I start with your mind

Sharing words that entice your fantasies

Asking your self can it be?

Don’t stress love

It’s only Poetry

My version of Oral Sex

The greatest lover you ever met

Touching you metaphysically

Making you wet

Not your body first

But your heart I caress

No need to undress

As I address

How you make me feel

I want to interlock every word I conceptualize

Allowing my imagination to consume you

Until you and only you realize I have the key to your secret garden

My poetry is starting to harden

I apologize for being blunt and pardon my bold letters and linguistics

I tend to get caught up with word play

Poetic Intercourse

In a room full of strangers

With the spotlight

On you

While I use soliloquies

To surrender you into feeling my every word with soothing commas and intimate punctuations

The collective of expressions I lust to voice are a litigation of words

Battling for supreme rights into your heart, body, mind, and soul

As my lips try to reach the inside of yours from a distance

Titalize with the tip of an adjective

I’ll speak soft and slow if you are sensitive

And I tend to speak with my hands

So hold onto my words

As my fingers do the talking

Expressing what I’m truly wanting

Because when I put two nouns into a poem to create a verb

Breathe slowly and take it in

It’s only poetry

My version of Oral Sex

-Gabriel Nicholas