- Erotic Poetry
- Sleepless Without Him
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Click hereEthereal moonlight fingers, take my hand
and lead me through buried time;
hold me in the darkness of his love.
He has offered me a cup of champagne tears
which wrests my soul from winter moorings;
He carries me to the brink of eternity and beyond,
pleading “Come, come away with me
and feel what only dreams can bring.”
Wait with me, your golden unfeeling night-fingers caressing;
I want to feel the whirling, spinning ecstasy of poppy afternoons
covered with the robe of amber-glass twilight,
and live within the evening air.
I cannot think, I cannot dream –
I want to take and sip the crimson sunset…
but the moonlight is quicksilver,
slipping away from my trembling hand,
sliding down my melting body beneath silken sheets;
in the warm hollow left by his body
I sleep.
- COMMENTS
fawniealmost 20 years ago"i want to take and sip the crimson sunset..."
what a wonderful line..what a wonderful, although very sad poem. i could relate.. nice nice nice!
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago....girl, I like your style! You and I travel the same highways. Some terrific phrasing here, well beyond good in spots.
Tathagataalmost 20 years agotoo much....but it wasn't.
what great images:
I cannot think, I cannot dream ?
I want to take and sip the crimson sunset?
but the moonlight is quicksilver,
slipping away from my trembling hand,
sliding down my melting body beneath silken sheets;
in the warm hollow left by his body
I sleep.
that is beautiful writing.
I'm impressed
Thank you
