- Erotic Poetry
- Hot Moon
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sultry she stalks
exuding heat
rolling her hips
distracting porch-reclined men
who’ve come out for a smoke
hoping to catch a whispered breeze
but only catch their breaths
skirt slit to hip
surreptitious glimpse
of dangerous thigh
bound in lace
deadly darts of heels
echoing footfalls
like ice picks on concrete
roses nod at her passing
but their bright fire,
soft love-laced fragrance
are not her quarry this night
she longs to fill
more than her spirit
she seeks a magick dark
and hard as her desire
street lamp’s out
but a stifled moon rides
undulating hills
to lay her hungry path
Earth Mother imprisoned
in labyrinth of asphalt and stone
haunting the streets in her need
her primal need
- COMMENTS
sandspikeover 19 years agoI found this one pleasing to the eye as well as other
parts of the body. It read well and turned my head.
jd4georgeover 19 years agoI liked this read, and concur with the preceding comments. One of my favorite lines is one of the softer:
roses nod at her passing
but their bright fire,
soft love-laced fragrance
are not her quarry this night
PatCarringtonover 19 years agothis is nicely written, and has some heat to it / i suspect it would have been easy to let this fly away from you as you were writing / but you maintained control to the end /
Anonymousover 19 years agoTastefully erotic. I should've known that you do a hott, hot moon poem for June. Fab work ;)
