Tonight's Poet Corner: Silenced

Silenced
by Belinda Roddie

Her lips leave an echo
in my vocal chambers,

a song
drawn
from my throat by
a red, tantalizing thread.

When will she cease
her seamless seduction?
She is warm and inviting,

a handful of hearth to keep
the winter out of my hair. She
makes mince meat out of
my dreams, drills for oil
in the pits of my desires.

This is
the end
of all logic. There
is only the kiss
and embrace of

a mischievous nymph,
pulling the words
from my mouth,
chewing them, and

swallowing them, with no
chaser stronger than
the weight of her tongue,
her teeth, her world.