Passion and Poetry
Much Less Your Demands
My heart yearns
For a love that takes me into account.
Show me sweet beloved,
A raging passion that drinks me in,
Like an expert tasting,
Rich, red wine,
Well versed,
Studious
Gold Between My Thighs
I've got gold leaking out between my thighs,
And a red hot yes
Searing the air at the edge of my lips,
Sealing my new covenant,
With myself.
And as I speak this gospel truth,
Scarlet Baptism
Will you meet me here
In this tender moment
As the dew drops of pleasure form
Like silver rain,
Tender touches
Of sweet ecstasy
Glistening on my skin?
Will you lend me
Alabaster Wings
Your words encircled me,
And lifted me,
With effortless precision.
My arms formed,
Thick alabaster wings,
As I met the night sky,
Feathers shining against the moonlight.
I am a bird tonight,
Flying
Free Woman
I stand tall
Arms outstretched,
Back arched,
Breasts bared,
Hair floating
On wind.
I stand proud,
Naked,
Blessedly free
Of prying eyes.
Even if they are watching.
I soak up warmth
From
Divine Passion
At the end of all my longing,
In the dissolution of
My craven hunger,
I feel something open in me.Not with any ferocity.
I open slowly,
Delighting in each scent,
The touch
Mirage
There it is,
Shining like diamonds,
Glistening like dew
In the morning light.
I use the last of my strength to crawl to it,
Stand up tall,
Straighten my tattered dress.
I do my best
To approach this oasis
As
Strawberries and Flesh Until Dawn
My hands trace the soft curves,
Explore the contours of my hips.
As they slink across these soft waves of flesh,
My flesh,
I am remembering the joy of being touched.
I am
Bearing Joy
I breathe in the moist air,
My lungs fill with the thickness of summertime.
I am bathing in the silver light of a moon,
So round and full,
Like the curves of
It Resonated
When I called out your name today,
I admit it,
I was lonely,
Lost in my meager world,
Skin tattered
From too many hours
Crawling naked in the briars,
Too many days
In the labyrinth
Breathing air laced with barbed