Stealing La Petit Morts underneath
a cerise moon
I met you neath the crimson waterfall you wore angel's trumpet in your hair,
plump swarthy lips betoken feral bliss masquerading modus operandi twisted sinister fragrance betwixt,
Aisōpos descendant mondo bosom resplendent leafless spindrifty glistening nether two lipped tulip perfumed amaranth,
sink my lips tickled wiggled giggle
from tongue piston cyclone
release your wraith now hypnotically undulate
collapse within your own void,
I lay you down on feathered lily petals blessed
by Rati's whispered whimpers this canvas of flesh
chiseled by Eros's intelligent craftsmanship,
two preponderate as sole under the cerise moon mystified by feral inebriation climatic uprising
as I grind in your chamber of fucshia wonder,
clench my neck roll with me as palpitations race to shake the tribunals of Olympus mere mortals making the nectar stolen from Elysian secrets
no time to hesitate my fury will seal your fate
numb and drunk from your cream
you stay shellshocked
my promiscuous queen.
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Velvet Strands
Somewhere in time
I tasted your dreams,
somewhere in time
I bled for your being,
somewhere in time
I whispered your name,
somewhere in time
my loves flame burns
in perpetual rain,
somewhere in time
I'll die to find you again,
every second of time
our bond will never end.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3),WhisperingQuill.
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Author:
Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2019 00:09
- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: Bo, whisperingquill
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Comments3
I’m very new to this site so I don’t know how to like a poem exactly so I’ll leave this. Thank you for the beautiful poetry before bed.
Thank you for review and comment.
And welcome to the site poet
Oh I think this one could be my favourite.
I like the contrasts.
The invitation to dwell amidst the light and shade of desire.
The heavenly, endless, divine, celestial.
The raw, the human, the transient, the flesh.
And I like that they intertwine and feel perfect beside each other.
Yes I agree with Bo, perefecr bedtime reading, but it was also nice to wake up to.
😊💫 you really broke that down...you see very well
Thanks Mr wq
I never know if what I feel is anywhere close to what was being conveyed. And in fact some poems I don't understand at all. But then I guess that they are for other readers?
Compelling read and so adeptly crafted - - a favourite for sure. Thanks for crystallizing the feel of yielding to love "under a cerise moon".
Thank you so much Fay. 😊💫
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