- Non-Erotic Poetry
- night lace
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It is so.
This desire spread out
like lace on the night stand
playing out this passion
over arched over twisted over
exposed you click the notch three too many spaces
in the name of honesty.
Pianist fingers stretch the span of the keys
playing ribs like a board
strained knuckles buckle under your grasp.
Rodin twitches.
Camille prepares the plaster.
Tonight
you will accidentally brush against her,
her nipples will perk
and she will pause,
surprised at this reaction.
She does not notice
I have taken her body
to be close to you.
Curious, you bring cool mineral waters
from the north.
We clip hedges edge the trim and
plastic spins
in preparation
of our sweet reunion.
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaabout 18 years agoIf this isn't an erotic poem, then I don't understand it at all?
Wait, it is not erotic because it is romantic? Well whatever it is, it is damn good.
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoRodin and Camille? As Rodin would say 'Now's the time to enter the cathedral' I'm with 1201, if this isn't erotic, you are going to burn when you write erotic.
b'brig
Anonymousalmost 19 years agothe skill aspects in your work...you have structured a wonderful piece of verse...bluerains
RhymeFairyalmost 19 years agoThe beholder ... beauty at its best~
Loved this romantic sensual lil poem.
Made me think ... dream ...
Love that in a poem.
Lets you explore and seek the *you* inside~
Anna you are a true poet. I love your writing, imagery, flow, form ... All that is you ... poetry~
