- Erotic Poetry
- Full Moon
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Seeing my full moon,
His youthful tree
Becomes a mighty growth, awash with his rising sap
Ararar...ararar
A night hawk cry in the summer shadows, the bed smells of lust
Spring warm and he fells many trees, and plants many seeds in my soft earth
Summer sun and the seeds are swollen and ripe,
He rests in the shade
Winter cold and ice
But he plows furrows
Under the warm blanket
Waiting for the new moon
- COMMENTS
Sman4444over 7 years agoYour full Moon definitely makes my tree a mighty growth. I can't believe I'm the first to favorite this! Hot poem!!
Oldbear63about 10 years agoI really enjoyed what you did here, Onesilky. I think the bird noises interrupted the flow you started but the last stanza was sweet and nice.
