Tumescent Red

 

I waited for you
longing for you to say
what you wanted
was too empty

and beneath me
your silk of summer madness
drowned in my liquid smile
I knelt in your malady
of fractured thoughts
slept in your shade
of pride,

cool stability unwinding
swallowed by your parched
finesse

Taste my reformist tongue

On conquered hips
my vanquished lips
tumescent red

and pulsing
your crush of mastery
bitten till they bled 
with my own desire.

© 2007 Somerista

Reviews

[Kasia A. Tilander]

At first glance when I saw the 'mature' content rating atop your work I prepared myself for something raw but as I read it became very clear that what you had written was very tasteful. The imagery in this piece is wonderfully passionate, giving the reader glimpses without revealing to much. Your poem is like a hot flirt on a cool summer night and I really enjoyed it.

Kasia.

[Mike P.]

Sexy but not outta control sloppy stupid vulgar like a "mature warning" would lead one to believe. Don't get me wrong though a lil sloppy,stupid,vulgar once in a while aint bad! I'm glad I checked this one out.
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