tagErotic PoetryAnnointed



Tender is the night
in a moonpale room
awash in lambent silver.

The open window breathes fresh,
and I unfold to your hard grace.
Poised in sweat, curling hair enjoined,
with eyes half-closed, beating steady,
surrender, holding back no more.

Sigh one broken whisper,
draw you in, wrap you deep
in silken skin, push soft
hard-peaked upon your chest,
offer you sweet velvet pressed,
and thus are you caressed.

Dip, swirl, slide, quiver,
shudder, shake, explode,
then breathe, breathe, breathe
anointing you slick.

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