Dark Poetry #3 |
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Beneath a StoneBeneath a Stone |
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since 2001-03-02
Posts 6Rochester, NY USA |
Beneath a Stone Subtly sensual blacks and grays swirl serpent-like behind my eyelids where I hide hours beneath a stone— mysteries of darkness. When the sun sets my eyes snap open; these moments I live inside you. Images of energy surround you, where my flesh walks I curl around the tangled folds of indistinctly drifting thoughts, caught in the merciless currents of incessantly surging obsession with passion. I long to run down the curve that arches heart to thighs and catch in the hollow below echoes of my blood pounding for you as words blow through me, inspire your hands. I must explore your luminous landscape flooded in tremors of stormy fire our celestial efforts make; and when the last restraints snap, we reap pleasure’s dance, convulsively grasp lucid ecstasy I’m compelled to keep us there, accumulated effulgence filling us— And when we soar for hours I’ll hide mysteries of darkness beneath a stone. Jason Paul Fox [email protected] http://www.geocities.com/countsin/HTML/29_Poems_by_Jason_Paul_Fox.html http://www.geocities.com/countsin/HTML/LovePoems.html |
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