- Erotic Poetry
- Motes
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Click hereThe shaft of late afternoon sun
cut her body aslant from
shoulder to hip, picking out the
faint albino hairs, the riot of
priapic milk-glands about her
tumescent nipple, the shadowed
underhang of her breast, the
heave of her stomach after such
unaccustomed exercise, the
drops of sweat trickling to her navel
and the dark hair below now
bright as a bush full of raindrops.
As I lay back her hand sought me,
hoping for more, and the sun
caught the motes—some no doubt
her skin, some mine—slowly
settling through slashed air
to make one flesh.
- COMMENTS
Maria2394about 10 years agoThis is so beautiful, tender and romantic. I can't say enough about this one. Really well done, probably deserves an E. Thank you for this piece of longing, appreciation and love. You are good!
~ maria
GuiltyPleasureabout 10 years ago....on gm's comment and came to look. He's right, this is well done, subtle and understated and you're right - more people should be reading and commenting. I'm sorry I missed this 1st time around.
greenmountaineerabout 10 years agoI enjoy erotic poems that are subtle as this one is. Nicely done.
"bright as a bush full of raindrops" is really imaginative.
