DEEP
When he dips down beyond wet, humid lips,
His iron hand ripping my skin with icy fire,
I open wide the gates to secret lavish lands
Where he must appease and quench all his desire.
No veins can hold this fire of Hell; even satiate,
The calling of my want, the rending trembling hips.
I let him pass, so free, beyond my promised gates,
I let him stream my warmth, with his surrendered ship.
I follow him in height of climaxes like dunes,
Moving with winds of lust in red gold deserts. Goes my hand
surprising his own needs...the piercing points of ravishing new moons,
Unwinding raw sensations, with their diamond wands.
I'm burning while he nourish my fire with his breath.
I faint in depths of beauty, his eyes upon my breasts.
It's ending our journey...There's a feeling of vacuum.
That nothing's left behind us...In love and bliss ,we rest.
Comments
Mangone | January 10, 2010 - 13:40
There are some lovely phrases in your work Keiko.
I'd be tempted to hold them to a stronger theme.
Maybe something like...
I let him pass, so free
beyond my promised gates
let his surrendered ship
enter my secret harbour...
sailing slowly
the piercing point
pushing patiently to port
And as you enter
I prepare
Unwinding emotions
unpacking pentup
phoenix passions
born in the fire
of my burning desire
a volcano of lust
Fiery lava wizards
with their diamond wands
casting sparkling spells
of searing sensation
clear crystal waters
trasformed into
steamy surging sea
Sorry, I got a bit carried away there :O)
Anyway, perhaps you take my point ;O)
Keiko Shizuru | January 10, 2010 - 16:06
Thanks for your poem! Anyway, I think our styles are quite different !
keiko
Mangone | January 10, 2010 - 16:21
Yes, sorry Keiko!
If I see something that inspires me I often find myself posting a different take on it.
As you say our styles are quite different.
Keiko Shizuru | January 10, 2010 - 18:24
You're welcome to post whatever you want. I enjoy reading your stuff! :)
keiko