Poem – “Loving Waters” – Erotica – 11/25/2020

Exquisite,
Sublime passageways.
Aching legs
Know which direction
To spread,

Of a horizon’s edge,
To pleasure’s pledge.

Her face,
Sculpted of porcelain,
With ebony wire
Hanging loose,
Draping.
With rivers of black
Cleaning cheeks,

From raven eyes.
I lean.

I lean
For the burial
Of a man’s twisted ardor.
Loving
With an anchor
Upon my back.

There is bliss, here,
Sentenced with the kiss
Straight to disposition.

Hold her head back,
Drain nectar
From her lips.

Leave stains
On her leaking void,
That the dark might birth.

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