Submissions by FindingZoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write both erotic and non-erotic poetry. My erotic poetry speaks the language of dominance and submission. My non-erotic poetry is mostly introspective with the occasional social commentary.
The Spanish Mission
It rose up in a broken tumble
Somewhere above the coastline
As if a mighty storm-bound
Ship of faith crashed there some
Five hundred years ago
You could almost hear the
Tortured moaning of martyred saints
In the tumbleweed tossed
About the rocks
You and I climbed high, then higher
Reaching beyond ourselves to the ruins
Between stone icons and statues
Of the Blessed Virgin we had our secrets
And laid waste to our sins
Our love a deserted holy place
Of shifting mystery
I could almost catch the beginning of you
There...
Somewhere above the coastline
As if a mighty storm-bound
Ship of faith crashed there some
Five hundred years ago
You could almost hear the
Tortured moaning of martyred saints
In the tumbleweed tossed
About the rocks
You and I climbed high, then higher
Reaching beyond ourselves to the ruins
Between stone icons and statues
Of the Blessed Virgin we had our secrets
And laid waste to our sins
Our love a deserted holy place
Of shifting mystery
I could almost catch the beginning of you
There...
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Reunion
Let us love in
fields
As cricket children
Rubbing our tangle
Of limbs and legs
To make a symphony
In dew and milkweed
Let us make ourselves
As dragonfly flight
Of furious beating wings
Over and over
Each time more desperate
Than the last
Until spent we crash
Into the sunset
Let us love as gods and goddesses
As mortals only glimpse in dreams
All nature our palette
Our bodies painted
Ochre, cerulean, celadon
Make the wind my song
Play along my secrets
A symphony of tongue and fingers
Let us wrap the...
fields
As cricket children
Rubbing our tangle
Of limbs and legs
To make a symphony
In dew and milkweed
Let us make ourselves
As dragonfly flight
Of furious beating wings
Over and over
Each time more desperate
Than the last
Until spent we crash
Into the sunset
Let us love as gods and goddesses
As mortals only glimpse in dreams
All nature our palette
Our bodies painted
Ochre, cerulean, celadon
Make the wind my song
Play along my secrets
A symphony of tongue and fingers
Let us wrap the...
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Holy Palmer's Kiss
I am the chosen vessel
The chalice of transmutation
Where the alchemy of sex
Makes holy blood into holy seed
I am the sacrifice
The virgin lamb on
The altar of your lust
Taken in a haze of need
I am the crucible
The hollow where
You essence collects
The molten life of saints spilled
I am the penitent
On my knees before
My savior, offering
All that I am to all he desires
In this sacred place
You stand in your glory
And I worship your
Infinite mercy and control
With mouth and body and hands...
The chalice of transmutation
Where the alchemy of sex
Makes holy blood into holy seed
I am the sacrifice
The virgin lamb on
The altar of your lust
Taken in a haze of need
I am the crucible
The hollow where
You essence collects
The molten life of saints spilled
I am the penitent
On my knees before
My savior, offering
All that I am to all he desires
In this sacred place
You stand in your glory
And I worship your
Infinite mercy and control
With mouth and body and hands...
716 reads
6 Comments
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