Like a Cloud

The day is overcast
and the bedroom
is cozy.

You lie on top of me
like a cloud.

Misty and dripping
with dew,
I am a waiting storm.

I need your lightning rod,
my sweet.

Unleash the torrent
of your desire
upon me.

Leave me wet
and trembling.

In Celebration of 400 Followers

Thanks to my 400 followers for your appreciation of eroticapoetica. I love sharing my poetry and original photos with you delightful readers. I love to receive your likes and thoughtful comments, and it gives me pleasure knowing that you are enjoying my work.
I wish you all the passionate mystery and poetic resonance that you crave in your lives.
With love,
Pua Nani



When you returned,
the day felt bright
like new paint
and our forms freshly drawn
by the nimble hands
of God.

Our kisses were sweet
as spring strawberries,
dripping with juice.

We were lovers
once again,
refining and polishing
our art
like careful masters
on the canvas of tragic need
that is the body.

I was a mermaid
in the sea
of you,
in delicious oblivion.
You tasted
salty like my tears.

In your arms,
agony and ecstasy
seem to become
one and the same.