Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
anima, climax of
my soul in Northern
Alberta, Jung defines
my peat persona, my
wildness,
my vertical glacial
moraine exposed,
Northern Yukon sun
seduces withdrawal of
ice,
frigid sexual meltwaters
thaw, rays of intuition heat
my pussy, detractors looking
through rivalry cross hairs, just
how does one defend their territory,
fight to keep their silver-tipped reputation?
I shed my spring pubic coat, brushing guard
hairs standing on end, ridding dead winter lies,
so the smooth, shiny coat of Truth comes through,
grooming until sexual electricity pops and throws
off brush sparks, do you bite your lip, throw back
your head, and trace your jawline? Do you need?
extinction of passion
they tried, the hardness
of the deceptive predators,
the vocal cry of the targeted
prey softened by the rose, my
resilient sphagnum moss grows,
your heat transforms limestone,
yields my hard marble, pink tone,
brings rise by the presence of your
trunk, evergreen conifer buried in my
forest, f***ing for peat's sake, this forest
bed exposed to the she-wolf's orgasmic howl,
full with Luna, I have a foothold on the arctic peat
bog formed where there is excessive water, come
with me, climax with my soul in Northern Alberta
at midnight yielding a shapeshifter from a past age...
the Indian sage prevails...
your feminine fire burns inside this
your inspiration so beautifully expressed
a passion never to know extinction
...maybe for the man, but not the lotus
the canvas of woman growing fertile soils
bounties of beautitudes & the echos
of orgasmic climax serenading rose beds
Love & Wolves Howls
Vickie
some very unique erotic metaphor and sexual imagery in this one, Sage ...
I shed my spring pubic coat, brushing guard
hairs standing on end, ridding dead winter lies,
so the smooth, shiny coat of Truth comes through,
grooming until sexual electricity pops and throws
off brush sparks, do you bite your lip, throw back
your head, and trace your jawline?
Am totally with Belle on this one... The shiny new coat of lustre and supine suppleness that speaks of the shedding of skins for certain sure. Fantastic metaphor and allegory here, Sage. Makes me feel like a major cast-off of all redundant layers. Liberating and invigorating, thank you. Kate xx
What a potent brew of intellectual precision, erotic intensity, and metaphysical substance. No wonder it results "at midnight yielding a shapeshifter from a past age."
Sage this one is a wonder of sexual fire, metaphors and flowing beauty. I esp. love these lines
hairs standing on end, ridding dead winter lies,
so the smooth, shiny coat of Truth comes through
Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)
Reviewed on April 26, 2007
Wooooooo Weeeeeeee, Sage! That would be quite an adventure for a Georgia redneck! "the Indian sage prevails..." alright! Sweet, natural erotica at its finest!
~Butch
A s t o u n d i n g, a s a l w a y s. Karla said it better -- add my aaaaaaaaaaaa-men. L o v e the f o r m as well as the content.
S p a r k l e s !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!....+++ <3 'Pea' <3
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
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your inspiration so beautifully expressed
a passion never to know extinction
...maybe for the man, but not the lotus
the canvas of woman growing fertile soils
bounties of beautitudes & the echos
of orgasmic climax serenading rose beds
Love & Wolves Howls
Vickie
~hugs~
Karen
Excellent work as well.
Elizabeth
I shed my spring pubic coat, brushing guard
hairs standing on end, ridding dead winter lies,
so the smooth, shiny coat of Truth comes through,
grooming until sexual electricity pops and throws
off brush sparks, do you bite your lip, throw back
your head, and trace your jawline?
wow!
Aberjhani
Love the art!
Eileen
hairs standing on end, ridding dead winter lies,
so the smooth, shiny coat of Truth comes through
~Butch
Thanks,
Dan
S p a r k l e s !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!....+++ <3 'Pea' <3
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D