Ya' know, Fleur, you really are a master of conflicting emotions within the same poem.
There's the obvious pseudo romantic/sexual frenzy fornicating about as the full moon blossoms on the dark of the bay. But there's also a loathing as to what exactly IT is that's rising as it writhes, swollen from the fertile pool below.
Fleur is the pearl that quickens man's heart Pulsing with vigor, want to be part Yet liquid in motion, slip'ry when wet If she'll be caught is anyone's bet: D
Steaming hawt, fleur! I do like this a Lot.
ReplyDeleteYa' know, Fleur, you really are a master of conflicting emotions within the same poem.
ReplyDeleteThere's the obvious pseudo romantic/sexual frenzy fornicating about as the full moon blossoms on the dark of the bay. But there's also a loathing as to what exactly IT is that's rising as it writhes, swollen from the fertile pool below.
Dark, sexual & hot... you're give'n me GOOSIES!
LOVE--
Rafa
Fleur,
ReplyDeleteYou have been gone way too long. I am hosting Haiku Monday this week. Surely you have a survival story you can tell???
Come play.
Fleur is the pearl that quickens man's heart
ReplyDeletePulsing with vigor, want to be part
Yet liquid in motion, slip'ry when wet
If she'll be caught is anyone's bet: D
Come 'Ku me a river, Fleur, sinuous of line...