I know I am surprising sometimes,
in my rawness,
in my nakedness,
in how I feel tonight,
soft skin smooth and moist
rubbing between my thighs,
no panties
beneath my skirt.
Tickled and tasted
by the air.
I am the bees in springtime,
gathering nectar,
making honey.
From the fertile center
of myself,
pleasure buds
like flowers do from bulbs,
sensual and fragrant,
ethereal.
I was named
for a pagan goddess,
a woman
who’s body’s ecstasy
was a special kind of worship.
Like Easter:
I come
in the springtime.
I absolutely love this!
Haha, nice ending.
Thanks for blessing my blog with your presence 🙂
You’re welcome. Very very sweet of you to say. That was a beautiful compliment 🙂 Hope you’re having a good start to your evening.
Thanks. I’m at the sushi counter and my order is on the way so it’s not that bad 😉 But your abundant appreciation of my posts has only made it better 🙂 hope you’re having a nice night too
Well, those people should give you your order already. Nobody should leave a beautiful and talented poet waiting for too long.
Thank you. Having a pretty good night. Was fun reading through you work. I’ll be looking forward to exploring it more, of course, in the future.
Thanks, your such a sweet guy, you are inspiring me to get back to writing again. I have a lot in my heart to share but I haven’t posted in a while
You’re welcome and thanks. I’ll be excited to see your future posts. Have a great Wednesday!