Hours of diluted azurites
full of scents and liquors,
passion fruits voyaging
in liquorice motion ...
Unrevealed mysteries,
fingers in search ,
the wet of the soil,
the warm of the rain...
My desire on the verge
to scatter your lands ,
trembling duo
in shattered mirrors,
stunning meadows and prelude,
bold faun who wakes up
to the huntress call ...
Drops of pleasure
lost in the undergrowth ,
somewhere Elsa and slow...
- Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 22nd, 2023 02:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments3
Brilliant imagery and use of language. Truly sublime.
A very carnal and earthy love prose !
I made some small changes in a second version to enrich this terrestrial feeling .
Thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem, dear friend!
merci fidèle amie !
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