blue Revelations III

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Part 3 of the 4 part series

Updated 03/17/2021
Created 08/12/2005
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bluerains
bluerains
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Blue Revelations part III
Lacerated statue silently
poses in emerald eyes,
beneath pussy willow branches
near her mossy mound.

Coiled was her form round
depths of his body still
drenched in soiled inebriation.

Walls of imagination had
freed her musky sap
molding sensuality into clay.

His dagger, dampened her pool,
with tainted fleshly fever
cleansing stained karmic skin
under her willow tree
of forgiveness
sealing his mortal blood
inside her terra cotta ground

bluerains
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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
BLESSING THE GROUND

where the icon stands, TK U MLJ LV NV

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
terra cotta

I am intrigued by the warriors <grin> and your poem...thanks for sharing your talented writes with us blue~

sweet GA peachessweet GA peachesover 18 years ago
TO BE IN AWE....

... is to take ones mind into places, others dare to go. So you have expressed, here in these fine tuned verses, that speak of utter passion to singed flesh....in hopes of bluerain.... breath-takingingly, stunning... 'awe me again'.... sweetGApeaches

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
You have it down

I can't always follow the subject, but the words

always flow smoothly. I would love to see you dance

since you sure have rhythm. sand

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