Poem: Feminin
Posted on Oct 10th, 2007
by
Wiseman
I am inscensed by the slow sexual flagellate - her chestnut ponytail
It conducts the beating of my heart in erratic time signatures
they make me hemmorage faster
I did not know how subtle and tender we are
I, mesmerized
Her allure - I am reborn second by second in her
and in her, I die
It is in her that I chase my bliss - hoping never to catch her.
Dreams across my waking eyes
Violin bow strung with her hair plays on bare heart strings
I am blissful in our entanglement

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