Where Is My Poetry?

Where is my poetry?

Gone into the honeyed words
I laid out for you
To draw you nearer
A needless lure

Woven into garments of verse
Draped across your shoulders
Then coyly slipped off
In mutual baring

Braided into coarse chords of meter
We tied each other under night
Then cut free
With the blades of morning

Drummed into sensual rhythm
Two bodies in collision
Stabbing at unity
With syncopated heartbeats

Where is my poetry?

Gone

Into you

Where it belongs.

Latest Comments

  1. paul1510 says:

    Raz,
    this is beautiful, thank you.
    Paul.

  2. vanillamom says:

    Oh,

    oh my.

    nilla, affected.

  3. Squeaky says:

    Beautiful, Raz. Just beautiful.

  4. Eva St. James says:

    This is gorgeous. just gorgeous. thank ou

  5. dragon says:

    This is absolutely lovely.

  6. Witchgrass says:

    Beautiful. A hymn to the erotic power of words themselves. Thanks.

  7. Windowbox says:

    I have come back to this poem time and again. It is really good.

    Thanks.

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