Oral Flowerings
You are a flower for thirsty lips,
your dew drowns.
Flesh parts, opened by
the caress of teasing clouds.
This oral poetry
smears words into silence.
Breathe through this
muted opening,
lift the hunger of your hips.
Meet me in the dark red bloom,
covet the deeply drinking tongue,
close your unseeing eyes my love
I will catch you, clutch you tight
on the crest of your wave.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment