Fragrant aphrodisiac within the garden as we lay
On a bed of roses to takes one’s breath away
Nakedness to life as we give unto another
Bodies toppling skin we smother
Kiss the earth of such sweet lands
Tending landscape with such probing hands
Outcries under illicit demands
Duty to appease fall under man’s command
To please with ease, while kneeling on knees
Plucking faster at soften petals in the throne of the hour
Flower is withering under his sensuous power
Honey found to center core
Weakening screams of no more no more
Slowly climbing the Queen’s throne
A King’s pillowed comfort zone
Spread my wings for only you to see
Far enough for pearly streams to flee
Hosing the nectar of my silken flower
Ecstasy you could never ignore in the midst of the hour
Bodies playing tug-of-war
Have a soft spot in one’s heart for
Crashing down the dam behind a damsel’s door
Torpedo hit climatic adrift
Flowing free inside the depth of carnal abyss
Paradise of moans pulsating under a thundering bliss
Waterfall of rains enclosing rushing waves
A game at which two can play
Blended perfection carted away
Contend
Relent
Giddiness and Spent
Capitulated as it’s meant
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Author:
The Gifted One (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 11th, 2018 09:35
- Comment from author about the poem: All a writer has to do to get a woman is to say he's a writer. It's an aphrodisiac. Saul Bellow
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
Very sexy and well written...nice work
Thanks for taking the time to read and then comment. Enjoy the rest of your day.
The Gifted One
So my mistake is calling myself a glorified wordsmith?
I’ve read your beautiful works of art, I must disagree with you. You are a connoisseur within your own right handsome. Thanks for reading and then commenting. Have a great evening as well.
The Gifted One
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