- Erotic Poetry
- Watching From Across The Street
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She closes the door,
a simple shutting out.
We have become the sin-element.
Angels from a landfill,
our coffee wings
dust her view with bold grounds.
Wake up, Barb.
See what's brewing.
The door is Jesus, the bible,
a shielding cross. She falls against its strength,
a virgin of wedding night angst.
And we are mother and father
memories,
caught beneath rowdy sheets
of partial light.
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copyright d. dixon
9.17.2008
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- COMMENTS
GuiltyPleasureover 15 years agoI'm not here to gush, I just can't help it! Great piece. If you ever publish I'll be first in line.
Tess
erotic_euphoriaover 15 years agoI loved the elegance of this piece, while not vulgar it managed to convey the essence of the moment. Well done
