- Erotic Poetry
- the devil's raisin
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a broken verse spills
from the annoited gestures
of your feast:
while we move relentless
against the dissolving crowns....
a wounded procession
emerging from your every
ceremonies:
while we move tireless
against the fading thrones....
a misjudged secret
slipping from your bounds
into the snares
of our bones:
into the nets
of our bloods:
into the hunt of
our spirits
..while my eyes
at last glimpse's measure -
invokes the sudden carnage
of knowledge and of storm
as i push back
as i push forth
as i push at
the appetites and scent
of your moans......
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