- Erotic Poetry
- From Between Vermillion Lips
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Click hereIt is not merely parlance
and prosodies, she breathes
to a different pulse.
Lisps, whispers,
lotus delinquency lush
deliverance on balanced exhales,
Tao conformed,
without a sliver of effort.
Words just radiate from her chest,
flow silver stream sincere
from bared palms offered
in prayer.
Without Rosetta Stone codex,
denotations are smoke trailing
enigmas from vermillion lips.
But the music is there,
always grace, always a radius
of dazzlingly caressed perceptions,
that wish to never understand,
to never expose her
soot glass stolen timbre
to petty interpretation.
- COMMENTS
RhymeFairyover 18 years agoI love your wording.
Seems a lil like you wanna stand back and just watch .. Jump in my friend. Dip a toe into that water and see what you come up with.
I feel it Liar, I see it, just feels a lil stiff, I really do not mean a pun. I mean that it seems stoic, like you want to say more, but held back ... Just me. I still love it. Your words are perfect, and the sentiment is sexy .. Grrr ...
Anonymousover 18 years agoI seemed to have missed this one..the wording is cleverly placed...am dazzled by this next to last verse...But the music is there,
always grace, always a radius
of dazzlingly caressed perceptions,
that wish to never understand, ...blue
sackover 18 years agoReading this poem was like basking in the sun on a raft while drinking pink lemonade....pure ambrosia!
