When I crack
your whisper
when I exhume
the depths of you,
will you walk
with your shadow
and feel the
enlightenment.
As auric orgasms
serenade the slumbering
inhibitions of your
general essence,
to die in a cyclone
of euphoric beauty
only to rest in the eye
of a recharging
epiphanic wave.
Lay back relax
as my glare melts
the threshold of your
inner being dropping
tickling frenzies that
boils in the chamber
of forgotten womanhood.
Coat my face with
your sanctified liquidation
breathe and pause in the
moment of eye rolling teases
toes curled uncanny arching
to cling to the fleeting vapor
of innocence dance your sin
on my tongue tip of fury.
- Author: Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 29th, 2017 00:04
- Comment from author about the poem: For a special barm, a lantern of sustenance, a wave of reason
- Category: Erotic
- Views: 38
Comments1
I need to catch my breath. Give me a moment. Master of alliteration. Kudos.
Lol, thank you Augustus your a master at it also sir.
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