- Erotic Poetry
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You leave your poems on my pillow
As you cover your face screaming inside them
With ecstasy from my potent love
I scoop you from the fragments
Of cotton and sage
Pressing your wild lips
Into dangling adjectives
My heart pounds out
Rivers of cream and
Twisted joy
Scribing you inside my iris
I have fallen inside the vessel of your
Golden straw
Let me write in your veins
Leaving my nail scratches and
Scribbling
And all that is you I adore
I'll paint the sides of buildings
With your steam
You scream poems into my pillow
Writhing in gasps
As I lick your ass finding the root
And I tangle your deaf white sound
On the tip of my pen
- COMMENTS
Angelineabout 17 years agoThere are some excellent images in this poem and the face screaming into the pillow is a great metaphor for the urgency of passion. There are a few images that I think weaken the poem ("ass" for example; it's an interesting image, both literally and metaphorically, but there has to be a more delicate way to put it). Great write overall!
