- Erotic Poetry
- crimson lines
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crimson lines
crimson lines
fade on me
petals drift
to the ground
I pick them up
soft fragrance
in my hands
press to my lips
close my eyes
and you are here
your flower blooms
a fragrant bud
opens to me
with our embrace
and the rhythm
of the wind
flows over you
as I taste
the colors of the sky
from my knees
your sunset colors
shine in afterglow
and in the long shadows
of the sun
your petals cover me
a throbbing rhythm
of crossing lines
burn crimson
splashes color
bloom upon me
in fragrant moans
at your feet
tears caress you
with a whisper
blossom rose
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 20 years agoAnge's comment I too felt a little let down at the end of this as if it had been given up on too soon. A shame, because it has great promise early on.
Angelineabout 20 years agobut I don't think it's quite where it could be yet--just my preference, but I'd end the poem at "feet" and revise for more metaphor--especially at the beginning. There's more to this lovely poem that wants to be said. :)
