All the Wind’s Unfinished Kisses

To please your open thighs,
my fingers mingle
the patience of stone
with the readiness of light.

Gathered in your embrace,
all the wind’s unfinished kisses
excite your flesh through my lips.

Anywhere you’re naked,
darkness tosses
a hyacinth into the fire,
and my tongue becomes
a feather riding
the crest of a wave
all the way to the shore.


Bill Wolak has just published his fifteenth book of poetry entitled The Nakedness Defense with Ekstasis Editions. His collages have appeared recently in Naked in New Hope 2018, The 2019 Seattle Erotic Art Festival, Poetic Illusion, The Riverside Gallery, Hackensack, NJ, the 2019 Dirty Show in Detroit, 2018 The Rochester Erotic Arts Festival, and The 2018 Montreal Erotic Art Festival.