- Erotic Poetry
- April Brought Rivers
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APRIL BROUGHT RIVERS
By JCSTREET © 2004
April brought rivers
madness
churning the blood, there
was that running down the road with
mouth open gulping
fresh air feeling, a
need to tear one’s clothes off and
in bed of a Saturday morning the crying
of playful children
crystallized
hung in a candle
above suburb fields
then I turned choking to taste the
uneven smoothness of your body and
perhaps I over-indulged in my devourings but
it was in both
our best interests, you
said so yourself, perhaps
this is the last Spring and
next year I’ll be old
-30- Montreal 1968
(Author’s comment: Yeah right! How pretentious are young poets?)
- COMMENTS
flyguy69almost 20 years agoBut still a good read! Age has little to do with talent.
normal jeanalmost 20 years agoI'll be old...love that line, you are an optimist, aren't you ::)
