lusting you
Velvet doors dance with my tongue's taste
warm sweet nectar I crave
the solitude of your rhythm the noises you echo
in my ear
soft caress that haunts me
lips whisper to my skin your deviant desire
to lay with you feel your heat radiate my skin
i wanna lick your decadence til you feel your passionate flood
come
poetwithcancer
Dear tortured artist, // I wish this site, as certain others, has an easily accessible profile of the poet or blogger, so that I could at least see if you are male or female. // Whether you are male or female, I must say that this is a powerfully erotic poem, almost too powerful, almost too erotic...bordering on the pornographic, but I think it does not cross that border. This isn't the kind of poetry I write, but I appreciate the skill it takes to skate on such thin ice, running the risk of it breaking. In this case, the ice did not break; you have successfully made a highly erotic poem that still has the esthetic dimension proper to poetry. // Now, if you a female: What's your number? ;) // Just kidding. // Bye now. --Michael
Dear tortured artist, // I wish this site, as certain others, has an easily accessible profile of the poet or blogger, so that I could at least see if you are male or female. // Whether you are male or female, I must say that this is a powerfully erotic poem, almost too powerful, almost too erotic...bordering on the pornographic, but I think it does not cross that border. This isn't the kind of poetry I write, but I appreciate the skill it takes to skate on such thin ice, running the risk of it breaking. In this case, the ice did not break; you have successfully made a highly erotic poem that still has the esthetic dimension proper to poetry. // Now, if you a female: What's your number? ;) // Just kidding. // Bye now. --Michael
Yes... this works. Naked passion in gossamer prose. Well done.