- Erotic Poetry
- Chinese Dress
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Click here(About the woman who taught me lust… With Alchemical undertones.)
She wore a Chinese Dress of Scarlet silk,
Like Cinnabar of ancient Al Khemia,
Embroidered with finery befitting of her,
In Jades and Gold’s and pearlescent Blues.
At the time she was my Empress,
Her body and being my shrine.
Held in veneration and adulation,
In tantric acceptance of the divine.
Black stockings clad her shapely legs,
Hints of garters on her thighs,
Her hair was black as a thousand nights,
As dark as eclipses skies.
At this time she is only remembered,
Her body and being in my mind.
Held onto only stronger for the loss,
In Hermetic negation of our time.
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Taleover 19 years agoYour Poem was mentioned on the thread
"New Poems Review"
for Saturday Dec 11 2004
thanks for the read~
