Your hands easy
weight, teasing the bees
hived in my hair, your smile at the
slope of my cheek. On the
occasion, you press
above me, glowing, spouting
readiness, mystery rapes
my reason
When you have withdrawn
your self and the magic, when
only the smell of your
love lingers between
my breasts, then, only
then, can I greedily consume
your presence.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Eclogue:–The Times by William Barnes
- The Lesson by Roger McGough
- To A Young Writer by Yvor Winters
- The Hut
- The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water by William Butler Yeats
- Black magic by Mrunmayi Mandan
- Tiny Warrior by Sharmagne Leland-St. John
- E.P. Ode Pour L’election De Son Sepulchre poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Ольга Седакова – Плач
- Михаил Лермонтов – Бухариной
- Владимир Маяковский – Третий вывоз
- Attitude To A Miss by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- On the Nativity of Christ by William Dunbar
- Ode For Ted by Sylvia Plath
- Amabel by Thomas Hardy
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
