Locked in refuge,
hidden from the outside world,
dark freedom beckons.
Lips gape in pleasures
moist, deep and darkly profound.
Day of submission.
Eyelids aflutter,
blinking back Ecstacy's tears,
lost in the moment.
Ego overcome,
passion overtakes the soul
and inflames the flesh.
Breasts pressed onto sheets
in temporary abode
face hidden in hair.
Firm hands grasping hips
naked, white, raised, accepting.
Begging for release.
Pleasure warmly floods
from wells unsought, neglected.
Refreshed, free flowing.
Oh my...
That is beautiful. I read and re-read it several times.
Such imagery...such beauty.
I love Haiku's and that one is beautiful. You are quite talented Mama.
Posted by: davidholtz at April 8, 2005 06:28 AMdavidholz, you know not what you love.
hai·ku (hī'kū) pronunciation
n., pl. haiku also -kus.
1. A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons.
2. A poem written in this form.
[Japanese : hai, amusement (from Middle Chinese bəij, pha·j) + ku, sentence (from Middle Chinese kuəh).]
And where are the pictures? We want pictures!
Posted by: Brian H at April 12, 2005 08:40 PMApologies, those are haiku. I miscounted stuff.
But we still want pictures!
Posted by: Brian H at April 12, 2005 08:41 PM