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When you have withdrawn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
- Владимир Степанов – Неваляшка (Буква Н)
- Владимир Степанов – Робот (Буква Р)
- Sea of lavender ( 4 pre-summer poems ) by Vasil Slavov
- Rhyming Reply to a Note from Captain Riddell by Robert Burns
- Drunken Memories Of Anne Sexton
- Seed Time And Harvest
- Cousel
- Вера Звягинцева – Другу-переводчику
- The Cooling Tower poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Valediction Forbidding Mourning
- Николай Языков – Странный случай
- Blood And The Moon by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Маяковский – Нечеловеческой силы требовала война… (Главполитпросвет №285)
- St Ives by Roald Dahl
- Олег Григорьев – Я спросил электрика Петрова
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).
