- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Fertility
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This was written for the "Fertility" poem challenge, presented by UnderYourSpell.
My love for you is pristine as the air
that swirls around the summits
and carries faint transparent vapors
that mysteriously coalesce
to tiny ice-kaleidoscopes that glide
and dip, and kiss a surface where they linger,
these emissaries of my love,
until the most propitious moment comes
to swim your channel down below,
to penetrate the aromatic loam
that pulses with élan vital,
where microbe legions teem and burgeon,
where the scent of our amour abounds
and triumphs.
- COMMENTS
legerdemerover 7 years agoThis poem teems and pulses breathlessly to its erotically scented conclusion!
