Erotica Poetry – “From Female Glimpses” – Collection – Poem #1 – 9/16/2019

Under tresses, dark as night,
Have you failed in your endeavor,
To lay your hand over a swollen branch?
Beauty!
Mark this shape for its texture,
It has a way to come crawling,
It has a way to come inside,
To come within, and reach.

I lay falsehood upon falsehood,
And drown in your rose,
Your complexion, of merry vermilion.
A face so angelic,
That it steers about to face the moon,
The love that angles itself into curves.

I describe your form for what it is:
Two hips like two handles,
From a kettle of tea.
Two breasts like two pears,
Ripe for my taste.
Two legs like the show of marble pillars,
Though, now mere plaster
Because, you’ve lain
Falsehood upon falsehood,
Drunk upon desire.

I deal in this anguish,
I yearn, beside you.

Come and love,
And merely come.
Make music through your sighs,
As repetitious as they repeat,
All the farewells,
Forced upon high
With the walls that extend,
Towards the faceless moon.

Curves of a moon!
Curves of hips.

May I kiss you,
Beneath blankets of warm fur?

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