- Erotic Poetry
- On the Beach
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Click hereDeep warm, like the frying pan. Standing in tasteless sugar, I am surrounded by blue. Demerara brown slashed with watermelon. The M parts in the middle and I kiss the honey. Alone for miles; I press deep into the velvet. She sings her songs and the white is here. Two as a whole and I’m coated in the tasteless sugar and deep fried and the seabirds watch.
- COMMENTS
bflagsstalmost 15 years agoyou can always make your own phrasing in a block of text, I think this poem is missing some key images. I didn't understand the 'white', all I got was people rolling around on a beach with funnel cakes.
bluebellalmost 15 years agoAnother stunning show of words from you. The words fairly drip off my mind and tongue. I so enjoy your work. This poem was mentioned on the poetry review thread if you want to come by. Thank you for sharing!
