- Erotic Poetry
- Crimson
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Click hereBorn of eye and hand,
Soft crimson meanders
Into sharp focus,
Capturing time.
A crease on a face,
An open lip,
A lily,
An earlobe,
A tongue,
A bite,
A petal,
A sigh,
A grip,
A ribbon,
A wrist,
A grab,
A strand,
A vein,
A bud,
A gift,
As my fingers slip
From your grasp,
An embrace.
- COMMENTS
Alitaptapabout 1 year agoAuthor@MediocreAuthor I always keep my word, so no telling 😆
@GoldFreya Thank you! 😊
GoldFreyaabout 1 year agoI enjoyed your poem alot, especially how it draws my eye down each line as you tell the scene. A moment in time that tells so much. I give you five stars on this one!
MediocreAuthorabout 1 year agoDang it, I keep coming back to this poem, and I don't get it. Just tell me what the poem is about, please. Lol I can't endure the mystery any longer.
MediocreAuthorover 1 year agoI like this poem, but it feels like a riddle I can't solve. Don't explain it though. That ruins the mystery.
