tagNon-Erotic PoetryStill Waters

Still Waters


She bends over my still waters
her hands cupped to drink
The moon shines over her shoulder
laying its gossamer strands on
the mirrored surface.
All is apparent tranquility
yet she feels of him beneath
the calm.
All is an illusion
Apparent placidity cloaks
the turmoil within.
She strokes the surface with her
fingers sending ripples through his mind
and disturbs his dreams
The calm isolation ends
And within the refleciton of the pool
she starts at the image before her

Report Story

byslowhand60© 0 comments/ 2426 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments  - Click here to add a comment to this poem

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

You may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: