deepundergroundpoetry.com

Muse

(villanelle)
My Muse appears to me in woman’s guise,    
A glimpse of furled smile's grace in new dawn light,    
When I with guided hand her touch advise.  
 
Her riffs and rills bring thrilling pen’s arise,    
As sacred ink flows free from fingered plight.    
My Muse appears to me in woman’s guise.    
 
How quick she spreads her need that I baptize    
With mouth’ed line and phrase for her delight    
When I, with guided hand, her touch advise.    
 
With every stroke complete and stroke revise,    
She opens more her gain, my wants incite.    
My Muse appears to me in woman’s guise.  
    
‘Til rushing come: her ink, my pen’s surprise,    
In finished pulsing song we both recite,    
When I, with guided hand, her touch advise.  
   
How stains on sheets, our congress work supplies,    
How sweet the spoils taste, on lips excite.    
My Muse appears to me in woman’s guise,    
When I, with guided hand, her touch advise.    
 
Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Published | Edited 10th May 2018
Author's Note
formule poésie érotique 1/30  
1st poem of this year's NaPo/GloPoWriMo. The challenge I set for myself this year is erotic formula poetry. 30 in 30 days
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4 reading list entries 1
comments 6 reads 798
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
Today 7:42pm by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:23pm by Liziantus-Marantus
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:25pm by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:14pm by Phantom2426
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:20pm by Mstrmnd1923