- Erotic Poetry
- Current and Tide
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Current and tide
obey an unseen force
we cannot challenge.
No less power pulls
me to you than
drags oceans across land.
The smell of your hair,
sweet and pillow matted,
fills my lungs,
moon summoned tide
halts its retreat
to gather and roll
upon the shore,
perfect template,
bent and shaped to fit
pool and inlet, relentless scour
to twist and shape
the ephemeral sand,
so solid underfoot
yields, helpless to the wave.
Useless eyes close to
concede until tide recede.
Blinded in the riptide,
driven by hunger and smell,
I kiss the changing shore
Of your spine to find
The sweet cleft that
Hides the wellspring
Of all my desire,
The soft globes pry apart
To yield your tender portal.
My prehensile tongue,
crazed by slow cooked musk,
residue of the nights sleep,
digs and paws for more,
as the smell of all life
fills my lungs and floats
my brain beyond my skull.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 18 years agostanza is great:
'as the smell of all life
fills my lungs and floats
my brain beyond my skull.'
as is the rest of the poem. I loved the earthy, primeval imagery; it created such a raw atmosphere in the poem.
Great read, mentioned in today's new poem reviews
