love, come
midnight sky is moon-dewed
under a colony of stars
darkness fades
as you trace fragrant words
upon my skin
your kiss is blade of cognac
pulsing beneath my chest
slurping, feasting, beguiling
burn the night
ocean-silk between my thighs
staking my every sigh
cloving my every word
with wild murmurings of wind
And I will blaze
open, a pink-cherry blooming
with all fire in me
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics: Exploring Erotica as a Literary Genre, guest hosted by Sanaa Rizvi. I prefer writing sensual poems with lots of metaphor. Thanks for joining in.
I truly love the ending here... you truly know how to write in this genre.. I think we both used the blooming metaphor.
ReplyDeleteThis piece has so much fervor and passion. It's a beautiful take on the prompt that encompasses the different aspects of what makes erotic poetry, well, erotic. Very beautifully written and mystical. I am stunned, once more, at the profundity of your words.
ReplyDeleteThis is incredibly gorgeous, Grace!❤️ I love; "your kiss is blade of cognac pulsing beneath my chest,".. sensual and expertly woven. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt!❤️
ReplyDeleteI love this, Grace. Delicious from start to finish.
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is a stunning piece. There is so much to like about this. What really got me is "burn the night
ReplyDeleteocean-silk between my thighs
staking my every sigh..."
Beautifully crafted. Oh, and the ending! Perfection.
Wonderful, Grace! My favourite lines are:
ReplyDelete‘…you trace fragrant words
upon my skin’;
‘your kiss is blade of cognac’;
and
‘ocean-silk between my thighs
staking my every sigh’.
"midnight sky is moon-dewed
ReplyDeleteunder a colony of stars"
You had me from the opening stanza. Lovely ending with the blooming.
So much to love here. Your words are gentle but erotic at the same time. You seduce us!
ReplyDeleteVery nice Grace! You have captured it all in this one!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this very much and especially the power in the last stanza: 'with all fire in me.'
ReplyDeleteYes, this sizzles with passion; a perfect pace
ReplyDeleteExcellent wordplay as you tell us how that darkness would fade.
ReplyDeleteThe flower imagery is so tender and delicate. It's all in the touch.
ReplyDeleteBy I the time I reached you line "...your kiss a blade of congac..." I was totally smitten!!!
ReplyDeleteyour kiss is blade of cognac — beautiful, flowing and passionate expressions, Grace.
ReplyDelete'cloving my every word' is a great construction Grace - Great rising tempo in this s leading to that final climactic stanza. Just says it all.
ReplyDeleteSure captures the senses indeed.
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