- Erotic Poetry
- Moonchild's Tides
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Born on the cusp beneath this steamy water sign;
a June’s nymph wades within Cancer’s wet clime
Boasting the bedded lovers’ symbol, lusty sixty nine~
hers, a mermaid’s alone fantasy of ‘cum for one’ time
Using long, languid breast strokes to catch the first waves;
she floats in rippling currents to dream's rising tide
Then dives in the undulating sea of her craves~
nearly drowned in a tumultuous tidal wave’s ride
Now awash in tide’s ebbing; still gasping for air
from the crests crashing shores of labia’s drenched wake
She lies adrift for some moments under lunar rapt stare~
then swims out again for another riptide’s soul quake
- COMMENTS
PatHous56about 18 years agoI missed reading last night, one of those nightmare days that never end. So let me get some fuel here this morning before I head out once again. These words you write give lie to your protest that you are not a serious poet; you strike me as being of high caliber.
So now, let me guess; this is either a poem about you or your daughter, born on the cusp. That would make the birthday the 22nd of June and I'm guessing this little poem is by, about, & for you. Close? Patricia
LeBrozover 18 years agoA tribute to eros, your words speak volumes as always.
Sad to say the pleasure is muted by that recent wholesale troll attack on your work. It distracts your appreciative readers from their pleasure as well. The effect can be too easily seen by all; my embarassingly high smarts not needed here, the solid row of red icons wiped out. It's an attack not on the merits of your words or work, but the mindless attack of a drive-by shooting. The vandals strike and demean us all - the authors and poets and readers as well. You can count on my support.
Anonymousabout 19 years agoThat was GREAT!!! EXCELLENT poem! Maybe the best poem there ever was! Think I'm joking? I'm not.
I LOVE this poem. It's a special poem by an extremely special Woman whom I crave daily and deeply.
I am so devoted to this author, this extraordinary woman equipped with so many gifts. Yeah, we all know She can write. But that's just the most noticeable of Her prominent traits. If You haven't yet, check out Her beauty on the bio page. WOW, WOW, WOW!!!
MISTRESS Vixxx is the center of my erotic world. I just wish She were the center of the rest of my world, as well. I'd give my left testicle to serve Her for one short, sweaty night.
I worship MISTRESS Vixxx, as should you, too.
More, more, more! Please MISTRESS Vixxx, I beg You for more!
=>Your crave slave
Bridget69about 19 years agoi love how the elements of astrology and water were interlaced within the deluge of physical sensation.
duckiesmutabout 19 years agoNo matter your topic, your words always have a distinctive feel and style that I enjoy.
Your use of description in this is crisp, clean, and just lovely.
