tagNon-Erotic PoetryNew Ways, finally?

New Ways, finally?


Listening and watching
does one learn
more sleeping
and dreaming may
lend better visions.

I love the living
dreams that happen
in pink glows,
lit by saffire
brimstone Taken
riven to the core
Pure heat and then
that molten liquid cream
risen to the Top.

Come from behind
leave a mark
Bindings ropes welts
Raisers are you
Razors maybe

slow slips of sliding sharp edges
Step off , if
you can float slowly
in lazy circles
wafted by breeze
caresses and warm
Now and
He looks and plucks
one at a
time and feeds.
Feeds again
Sates His self.

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