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Beneath the Lotus Tree
I dream as only lovers can
of ivory smooth and white
hid from the sun's cruel stare
robes discrete, none shall see
save me ,beneath the lotus tree.
Show me the grove where opals lie
soft and pink beneath the shade
hold my hand take me to the place
I dream both day and night
no earthly jewel more bright .
Hold, let me taste, worship as I kneel
gentle as the honey bee,
butterfly wings wide and heavy laden
scents of joy, dreams of heaven
you promised me last night.
Let us share our nectars,
crystals on our fingers
confirming desires, let me slip
into the rose as sepals fall
Gentle, deep, grateful for the honour;
Give me your breasts, quench my thirst,
nipples hard, yet comfort for my tongue,
press your belly to my thighs
feel the warmth within
mixing dreams and aching limbs
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of ivory smooth and white
hid from the sun's cruel stare
robes discrete, none shall see
save me ,beneath the lotus tree.
Show me the grove where opals lie
soft and pink beneath the shade
hold my hand take me to the place
I dream both day and night
no earthly jewel more bright .
Hold, let me taste, worship as I kneel
gentle as the honey bee,
butterfly wings wide and heavy laden
scents of joy, dreams of heaven
you promised me last night.
Let us share our nectars,
crystals on our fingers
confirming desires, let me slip
into the rose as sepals fall
Gentle, deep, grateful for the honour;
Give me your breasts, quench my thirst,
nipples hard, yet comfort for my tongue,
press your belly to my thighs
feel the warmth within
mixing dreams and aching limbs
... ... ... .
... ... ... ... ... .. ... ... ...
Published 13th Feb 2017
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14th Feb 2017 12:07pm
14th Feb 2017 5:24am
It sounds like a peaceful, dreamlike and ethereal place to be and worded with such a gentle touch, beautiful imagery....
Intended to be read aloud, sensual yet not erotic Thanks for calling PoetsRevenge
14th Feb 2017 10:59am
14th Feb 2017 12:13pm
14th Feb 2017 12:42pm
I prefer sensual Writes and how I started out with this whole writing thing ...I tend to always lean toward nature (I'm a country boy from the hills) I ventured smut recently -just to see how-Simply for the fact I never do...Always afraid of the box because nature-anything-is my go-to. Finding keys to everyones particular garden is sometimes easy-other times well hidden...I've played in my own off and on-but tend to wear most things on my sleeve-I have an abhorrence to those who wear masks in the world and have met many...What I'm getting at is this ...There IS magic to craft, multi-meanings and turn of phrase or word, but when rhythm is paired with sensual natures it is automatic voice for the tender -even violent storm. As "on the sleeve" or natural as can be-You say watercolor -I say Vivid oil -found here As easy as it may be for You-It's still Masterful Ever seen the painting (i want to say 1500's) "Escaping Criticism" it's all time favorite...Those type are my diamonds I'll quit blathering now.
