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Click hereSwirling leaves in limpid pools of oiled patinas
Slivered morsels, kernels of
Almond coloured bits
The silent sounds of leather
The crashing grunts of Bamboo
Polished varnished
Shafted like rays of vapid sunlight
Scattered, pewtered and fallen.
Dismembered He found her mind
Disembowelled He took her pride
Traced the liquid lines
Down on her spine
Stepped steeped steppes
Of waving blades
Together He wove fragrant
Bushels of glowing pearls
Night cast sloughed cares
Weighted looks, glanced figures
Those He took , those He made
Etched carved runeiformed
Come see My etchings took on
A new meaning as
He sharpened his blades.
She saw, she thirsted,
She slaked her hungers slowly
Lovingly.
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,000 poems.
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.........don't usually enjoy or even read BDSM grounded poetry but I'm glad I read this one. It brings out the sensuality and erotica. I agree with the "E" too.
(I already commented but it didn't seem to get through so I hope this isn't a repeat. hic!)
......enjoy BDSM grounded poetry but this one brings out the sensuality and erotica. Beautifully written and I agree with the "E".
Awesome job! Great imaginary, and word choice. I most definitely enjoyed :)
Happy to see you received an E.
Lots of great phrases in this one.
But I must admit that I don't like disemboweled--no matter how it's used. I'm a squeamish person with a list of icky words I don't like in poems. lol