- Erotic Poetry
- Edge of the Day
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The morning is new,
Start a new way,
Dreams of my sleep,
Edging the day.
Soft winds blow,
Warm creations of silk,
Peace it does sow,
Suckling Goddess milk.
Feed from her breast,
Ample and full,
Hands cradle gently,
Her essence you pull.
Morning so lovely,
A chance to begin,
Centered and focused,
There is no sin.
Dreams of the night,
Fly to the day,
Alive and breathing,
Passion’s creative way.
You watch me grow,
Craving my passion,
Comfort you sow,
To be, is my fashion.
Morning so soft,
Time to begin,
Living the moment,
Your essence my sin.
Drawn to me now,
Within, you will live,
My passion enwraps you,
I take all that you give.
Suckle my breasts,
Drink full and deep,
Forever my guest,
Entwined we will sleep.
Dreams rise to morning,
Like the sun greets the day,
Full passion, no warning,
Before you, my essence I lay.
Drink of my passion,
Feel life, full bliss,
Ecstasy within us,
I crave your kiss.
Morning so soft,
I hear the call of the day,
Goddess fills me.
When your away.
Can you feel me now,
Though we’ve not met,
Swirling inside me,
My passion, your pet.
The morning is new,
Start a new way,
Dreams of my sleep,
Edging the day…..
dlt Aug 19 2004 copyright all rights reserved
For J... my muse...
creak...
- COMMENTS
FifthFlowerover 17 years agoI like the theme of waking up. The meter that you start with falls apart occassionally, for example,
Dreams of the night,
Fly to the day,
Alive and breathing,
Passion’s creative way.
The first two lines have the expected meter but not the last two. From the content, I don't see why the meter needed to change.
My Erotic Taleover 19 years agoa pearl of a poem~
excellence excelled in Du Lac's wit
love the transition~
