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naked she comes
(she only cries during sex)
she raps at my door, taps at my window
as I sit reading sublime passages of Shelley & Byron,
by the roaring fire. she knows I have other lovers, &
so does she. do I ignore her? implore her to find some
other impaler in the scandalous night?
I glance at her in my agitation, & she opens her cloak
to reveal her luminescent nudity, wicked & wanton;
daring the cold wind to chill the embers of her aroused
fever. but the wind stands at bay, like a timorous sentry,
admiring her audacity.
gentleman that I am (or lecher, the choice is yours), I
admit her to my chamber. no words are spoken, as they
are not needed when a woman presents herself naked
to an enkindled man.
I embrace her without tenderness, as she desires, branding
her trembling flesh with the fire of my fingers & lips; & if we
burn each other to red dust, it will not matter.
from my arms, she falls upon the plushness of the bearskin,
gazing in doe-eyed anticipation as I disrobe. her legs spread
wide, as if she were a canal welcoming an impudent
steamship, sleek & rudderless.
we lock in the carnal caress of our sexual tango, & sway to
the tempest that defies us. her raging flames & her hunger
are such that, in moments, she comes, howling like a jungle
cat, shouting obscenities. & the tears – tears of wine!
as I ram the torrid flower of her sin,
she entreats me to preserve my ejaculate,
to cover her face with my lush disgrace –
& so I do: & thus she is made more beautiful.
having expended myself, I kiss you quickly;
now you must go…
(Art: Giuseppe Muscio)
Published 29th Oct 2015
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29th Oct 2015 5:14pm
John love you sensual masterful strokes throughout this write but the ending really wowed me..
"as I ram the torrid flower of her sin,
she entreats me to preserve my ejaculate,
to cover her face with my lush disgrace –
& so I do: & thus she is made more beautiful.
having expended myself, I kiss you quickly;
now you must go…"
stunning erotic poetry ;)
love Crim
"as I ram the torrid flower of her sin,
she entreats me to preserve my ejaculate,
to cover her face with my lush disgrace –
& so I do: & thus she is made more beautiful.
having expended myself, I kiss you quickly;
now you must go…"
stunning erotic poetry ;)
love Crim
29th Oct 2015 6:00pm
29th Oct 2015 6:14pm
29th Oct 2015 6:33pm
"having expended myself, I kiss you quickly;
now you must go… " . . . - a come down like no other when the lurid deed is over. A tryst the flesh can't deny. Enjoyed!, blue angel
now you must go… " . . . - a come down like no other when the lurid deed is over. A tryst the flesh can't deny. Enjoyed!, blue angel
29th Oct 2015 8:53pm
As though the interruption was akin to having to meet a necessity such as dinner, or bathing, or toiletry. Irritating but necessary. Dutiful but fulfilling nonetheless.
Until the next...
Until the next...
29th Oct 2015 9:12pm
Elegant erotica, burning brightly with passion.
"gentleman that I am (or lecher, the choice is yours), I
admit her to my chamber. no words are spoken, as they
are not needed when a woman presents herself naked
to an enkindled man."
Lofty imagery with a trace of humor. Fine job!
"gentleman that I am (or lecher, the choice is yours), I
admit her to my chamber. no words are spoken, as they
are not needed when a woman presents herself naked
to an enkindled man."
Lofty imagery with a trace of humor. Fine job!
29th Oct 2015 9:57pm
Echo crowfly. Like the double-entendre implicit in the title (her coming to your door, to your bed and the other kind of coming).
Gorgeous pic, certainly 'enkindled' this male reader!
Gorgeous pic, certainly 'enkindled' this male reader!
Anonymous
29th Oct 2015 10:36pm
...*wow*...
29th Oct 2015 11:00pm
I was going to pick out my favourite lines but they're all my favourite lines! Wonderful eroticism so poetically written.
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30th Oct 2015 3:00am
your writing, poetry or prose always takes me on a journey willingly. It is oh so hard to put down once started. That is your real talent and one so rare :-)
excellent ink as always :-)
excellent ink as always :-)
30th Oct 2015 6:48am
Afterthought: my biblical namesake might describe the pictured woman (strikes me as a mahogany type of beauty) (Song of Songs, Chapter 7, verses 1-8):
Oh prince's daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of a craftsman's hands. Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies. Your breasts are like two fawns, the twins of a gazelle...
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon...
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking towards Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful you are and how pleasing, O love, with your delights!
Your stature is like that of the palm and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
I said, "I will take climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit."
Oh prince's daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of a craftsman's hands. Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies. Your breasts are like two fawns, the twins of a gazelle...
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon...
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking towards Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful you are and how pleasing, O love, with your delights!
Your stature is like that of the palm and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
I said, "I will take climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit."
30th Oct 2015 10:47am
good dacryphiles are so hard to find. gods this is worth weeping for
beautifully written, mister feddeler
xo
beautifully written, mister feddeler
xo
6th Nov 2015 7:24pm
a story teller that keeps me wanting more..applause..you never cease to fail to keep me enraptured in your work...love what you do..curtsy bow
