Erotic PoetrySwampSwamp
by Denise Noe
A
Garden
Cultivated
Obeys a human mind
Yields flowers
Tame and pretty
A
Garden is a
Product of patience
Deliberation
Design
A
Swamp grows
Wild
Mysterious
Full of heat
Possiblity
Perhaps treachery
Hot springs
Clouds of mulled red
Damp
Perhaps dangerous
Yet irresistable
My fingers find themselves
Inside a cavern yielding
Uncertain
Holding
Clinging
I lose myself
Among the leaves
Of darkness
An explorer inside
A woman, a
Swamp
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