intimate, innocent i - Jocelyn Paige Murphy
poetry ☆
poetry ☆
that sunday morning ritual, fierce as both the lighter
and the animalistic pocket-dig for the last cigarette;
you curve into the hollow of my chest and i oscillate-
to kiss or devour, to hold or to have so deeply,
the argument as much darwinism as it is shakespearean.
i’d compare thee to a summer’s day, but i like how
our love lasts into night, its sweat and sweetness,
innocent like a prayer- our hands clasped, my eyes closed.
soft-spoken like the prey or as starved as the hunter,
i bend at the breath of your hello
my god, my desire for you is carnal, an instinct!
my coming of christ, our loving as one,
give to me the taste of devoted desperation...
read the book of proverbs, study its conviction-
for sex is beauty, all-consuming, love as much as thirst.
worship me, hard or so soft, kiss me to cavities or cabernet,
let your limbs hold me how only god has.
let us prey
on one another like the animals in the yard,
on each other like the ring of the church hymnal.
Jocelyn Paige Murphy is an amateur author and practiced melancholic writing poetry and prose from her hometown of San Diego, California. Professionally, she will graduate from San Diego State University with Bachelor’s Degrees in both Psychology and English & Comparative Literature in the Spring of 2026, and plans to complete her Master’s Degree in the vast field of English in the years to come. With her affinity for literature and language, she aspires to produce a collection of poetry, and become the author she has always seen in the mirror. Personally, she works as a ballet teacher at a small and local dance studio, the very place where she grew up with a passion for the arts in its many forms. She, currently twenty-one, hopes to spend the rest of her life furthering a deep-rooted love of understanding as she travels, writes, reads, and writes some more. Explore her Instagram– @4josiemurphy
