Tumescent Red
A Poem by Eve
Aka Corset


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,
fractured thought...
Slept in your shade
with pride,
cool stability
unwinding
swallowed
by your parched finesse.

******* reformist tongue.

On conquered hips
my vanquished lips
tumescent red,
pulsing ...
your crush of mastery
bitten
till they bled
with my own desire.

© 2007 Somerista, Eve, Corset