Submissions by sb9889

I met her.
A smile and a wink;
I gazed upon the bitter jewel
as I undressed her.

Lining up the diamonds,
she lay flat on her back,
the benjamin pipeline
that leads to nirvana.

The volatile gems,
her sublime whispers daze me,
the kimberlite pipeline
that leads to nirvana.

Into the sea of opals,
royal plumes billow like smog,
the crimson pipeline,
that leads to nirvana.

But slowly she turns,
and spits her icy wrath,
I have become the bitter fool,
as I detest her.