Libido in the Red

 

To caress such a creation and command it to a blossom

Is to stop it from hiding the beauty inside.

 

Bloom.

Release the scent.

Ooze the nectar.

Blur my dreams.

Play with reality.

Age away time deliberately…

Slowly…

Involuntarily.

Urgently.

 

Taste with the eyes.

Feel with the tongue.

Preach with the body and spray…

 

Showers of blessings.

Reviews

[Emily B]

oh, no. . . this poor little lonely poem has been sitting here waiting for someone to come and visit. And I failed to find it. You always seem to sneak them in when I'm not looking. That's my story.

This is a little different than your usual. Softer. Deliberate still. But warm and fleshy and divine. Such an engaging Creator to send blessings such as these.

[Jibey]

Evocative sequence of thoughts... with the nice climax at the end..