- Erotic Poetry
- Serengeti
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a vibrant composition
incense and pollen
spinning swirling
grainy fumes
across her
massively dazzling
phantom fragrance
blushing garden
she stands
silhouette posed
with barely visible
viscose and cotton
clinging painted
long day damp
to a never
deliberate
bronze hue
mould of Eve
meadow stretch
savannah below
where mosquitoes
waver and reign
swarming
transparent stacks
matching massive
termite pillars
side by side
she turns
with weary grace
to counter my
lack of speech
through smoked glass
resonance
Is this what you wanted?
I dare not
can not reply
before my stare
does the talking
Nothing else, nevermore.
just before
I find my chord
gravity peels
clinging cotton
off her sun charged
bronze beauty
and she descends
with the sunset
to become
my Serengeti
- COMMENTS
WickedEveabout 20 years agoA line from one of my favorites popped into my mind when I read this: Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar.
You chose the loveliest words for this poem. A pleasure to read.
Maria2394about 20 years agothis is wonderfully erotic and filled with so much admiration, it made me feel sooo good!! thank you, Liar
:)
Rybkaabout 20 years agoA lovely work that must be read more than once to be appreciated in its complexity. >?)))><
