seduction
Like a woman
desperate for sex
I lay in wait for poems,
leave my mind spread eagle
on white satin sheets of writing paper.
Writhing,
lips moist,
I whisper
"Come to me,
I need you,
together we can be great".
These poems have had many offers,
from those more worthy than myself,
but every now and then
I get lucky
- a mercy fuck-
and I birth a poem.
desperate for sex
I lay in wait for poems,
leave my mind spread eagle
on white satin sheets of writing paper.
Writhing,
lips moist,
I whisper
"Come to me,
I need you,
together we can be great".
These poems have had many offers,
from those more worthy than myself,
but every now and then
I get lucky
- a mercy fuck-
and I birth a poem.
posted by CCCCppppCCppp @ 1:55 PM
2 Comments:
At 6:26 AM,
Oh great One said…
I've snooped around some of your blogs and found that I enjoy your poetry. I'm so glad you stopped by my blog or I wouldn't have found you!
At 4:53 PM,
Majenta said…
Seduction sounds like the way I feel about sex... video games... really good TV shows... and all that yummy good stuff I long for on a regular basis.
Favorite line(s):
"I lay in wait for poems,
leave my mind spread eagle
on white satin sheets of writing paper"
- I am not sure if I like the image that creates, but I kind of like that it created a new image.
- the double meaning of sheets is so perfect. Nicely done.
Good stuff!
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