Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
slope of my cheek. On the
occasion, you press
above me, glowing, spouting
readiness, mystery rapes
my reason
When you have withdrawn
your self and the magic, when
only the smell of your
love lingers between
my breasts, then, only
then, can I greedily consume
your presence.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Have Lost You
- Ode to the Memory of Burns by Thomas Campbell
- Rich Days by William Henry Davies
- The Shadow poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Song Of The Old Mother by William Butler Yeats
- My Ink by Mike Yuan
- Федор Сологуб – В этот час
- Николай Некрасов – Весна
- Farewell To Florida by Wallace Stevens
- The Dream poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Voice by Shel Silverstein
- Epigram to Miss Jean Scott by Robert Burns
- A Riddle by William Cowper
- salamis_quot.html
- Two Quits And Drum And Elegy Drinkers
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
