Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
Come Eros,
come to me in my hour of need
my faithful God.

My heart is buried deep,
now is the time
for planting.

My weight is on her *****
& she floods,
she floods a tidal wave
& saves me,
throbbing seed,
flowing a warm cascade,
she is mine.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems