- Erotic Poetry
- Azure
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Your azure oculi
scintillating with limpidness,
gazing longingly with longing
at my brobdingnagian, throbbing, turgid member,
standing rectilinear
like a private (first class)
on the parade ground
of your sanguine heart.
Your pre-moistened cunt
reeks of awesomeness
inveigling me
like pomegranite pie
baked with mother's amatory recipe
cooling on the sill
of the cum-stained glass thermopane
of your cathedral auricle.
And your corpulent ass
comoves me
like a nunatak does a Sherpa
to escalate its heights
to heights of passion
and intercalate my piton
deep into the crevasse
of the odiferous grotto
of your gluteus ventricle.
Defenestrate me, mi amorata,
through thine soul's windows;
your azure, azure eyes.
- COMMENTS
Lyricallialmost 9 years agoMy corpulent ass thinks this reeks of awesome, and I am greatly enamored of it.
tazz317almost 12 years agofor him or her it is not the Alps, TK U MLJ LV NV
Tzaraover 18 years ago...to your most witty or witless wit. How can I pick a line? Let me count the ways....
"gazingly longingly with longing"
"reeks of awesomeness"
"your corpulent ass/comoves me/like a nunatak does a Sherpa"
That last is ALMOST the best but, my dear Muldoon, the last stanza/strophe/(that last part, anyway) is the best:
Defenestrate me, mi amorata,
through thine soul's windows;
your azure, azure eyes.
Ah. Pynchon hizzown self if he wrote poetry--not that he does but for the sake of argument assume that he did, OK?--could not have toyed language better.
I am aroused, mon cher, I am.
Um, pretty funny.
