"concupiscible" poems
The Sun fades.
Sun spots dimmed.
Freckles fading at the over-ripening
of the lea of cheek and breast. Rubicund.
She has drawn it, suckled and ******
drank the mad draught of sacchriferious redolence,
licked the stein with rushing tongue and now
alone stands still in space-fills,
formless in wade waters of light.
It fades.
And in the blanket blackout cacoethes,
phantoms and spectres expectorate pale puke,
lighter than air and leaden hearts beat to molten messes,
sparking rumitorium of fire, concupiscible
sputum spectacular sub-spectrum sun *****
hot spill-out wretched staccato jerks and stops,
red lightening,
angry light dancing to the difficult steps of a jittery birth.
She shines.
Eyes clenched like vengeance,
She shines.
Like a sick sun,
open mouthed and out of control.
She shines.
Jul 13, 2011
Jul 13, 2011 at 4:17 PM UTC
Sudden kisses, in ***** stealth - warming as morning sun - unmasked favors to allure and added heat to deep affection.
Those eyes, fair heaven should be spangled with such stars - and those radiantly concupiscible lips perform witchcraft.
Slow hours of marriage-like joys soon followed - lover’s tongues tanged from the sweetest flowers not of the field.
In that dear company, I surrendered, like eve's apple, that treasure - peevish, proud and idle whose natural enemy is man.
What I find now haunting my sleep are the nights, the years of lost and unused benefits - knowing that fault was mine.
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 9:51 PM UTC