- Erotic Poetry
- Little Rogue Princess
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The little rogue princess
Stands amongst the flaxen strands
that swirl and wave around her
Hooded
and proud
Her flowing cloak
of velvet and satin
cascades softly
from where she peeks
to touch upon
the entrance of life
A gentle hint of musk
rises from her source
like sirens of old
beguiling and loud
Enticing me closer
with her heat
Her essence consumes
One gentle kiss
fingers tightening in my hair
Tempting
to drown
in the folds of her flesh
Willingly dying in her
moist hungry grasp
She has become my air.
- COMMENTS
greenmountaineeralmost 8 years agoThis has wonderful sounds with its irregularly placed rhymes and near rhymes, MW, and the allusion to the fairy tale is amusing and imaginative, even without your Literotica monicker.
Standing "amongst" the flaxen strands doesn't say it well IMO. Furthermore, being "roguish,' it seems she could be doing more than merely standing. How about understanding her flaxen..twirling and curling....
"old" and "loud," although subtle, has a nice ring to it, and I loved the last line, preceded by her musk; a very seductive end to the poem.
I'm not sure if you visit "Poetry Feedback & Discussion," but I'm recommending others come read this wonderful erotic poem.
