demonic whisper on the ocean’s wind,
a scented breath
beckoning him to fevered shadows
of a subterranean garden
where lilith, rabbinical harlot of hell
and primeval spirit of nocturnal wanderings,
waits seductively,
squatting on compliant limbs astride
a fertile bed of golden lilies,
arousing, bewitching, enticing him
to enter her yoni gateway
to mysterious depths,
a sanguine surge of ancestral seas
baptizing him, on his lips
the life restoring brine
of her sanctified self,
dismissing him (another inept adam
who insists upon the missionary position)
he never to be satisfied again,
she says,
with mortal woman.
Lin
to enter her yoni gateway
to mysterious depths,
a sanguine surge of ancestral seas
baptizing him, on his lips
I think these are some of the best lines, sexy, the yoni gateway, mysterious depths of woman, sanguine surge of man, baptizing - religion. Of course sexual union is, well, to me, the closest we come to God, for does not God want us to be happy and companioned? We are in his image; thus God must have been lonely, and created us. I'm just rambling here. But yes, too, man in missionary position, way too religious for 90 percent of the population of women - wake up, men! serves you right that you must now satisfy or do without. oops, too much beer, maybe. But really, gene, I love this. It is mysterious, it is sheepish, it is anguished, it is religious, it is sacreligious, it is precient, it is wise, and it is sexy as hell. well, done, my favorite genie of whom I have yet to dream.
Have a great day
Ray { Not a Poet }
most enjoyable reading
Peace be with you
Carole~
truly great work...
Art Sun...
EDWIN
love,
Christine
Great imaginative poetry! I'll take two... for AM and PM - Bill
calling out from your words with feverish urgency
and not to far from the reality of mortal women yawning under missionary states....shame on the man whom selfishly is stealing her passion which needs to be fueled
Embraced~Embrassé
Vickie
A twisted but genial poem grabbing the lust inside man's chest and pulling it raw, lascivious for all to see; no wonder a woman would say, "he never will be satisfied again"
Georg
Love,
Sage
Cheers,
Dan
In Spirit,
Bear
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
It would have been easy to write this straight and banal, a temptation in itself, but you chose to craft it; it's not that the craft dominates at the expense of the theme, it's that they're blended seamlessly...this is as much about style as anything and style in abundance it has...it's just so well written - language choices, phrasing, structure - I'm jealous and I'm very happy for you.
Kudos!
John
Myrna
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
A creepy engrossing write 2 B sure!
And your choice of Lilith, a female demon from Afro-Asiatic folklore (Semitic) that attacks children as the hag is interesting.
Was it intentional?
Now ...
"(another inept adam
who insists upon the missionary position)" Inept Adam?
Hmmmm .... U must B talking about the street names here for methylenedioxymethamphetamine (the sex drug ecstasy since yur writing about boning a demon) because I know that you can't be disparaging Christianity.
Notwithstanding, I still enjoy your poetic constructs and want to leave U with a little token of my appreciation.
Thirstily giving suck
On your poetic tit
I laugh and cry
And growl and sigh
At your enduring wit
I stand agape at what you think
And how you choose your words
And hope someday I might excel
With my poetic turds
Love,
Eileen
the life restoring brine
of her sanctified self,..."
This is gorgeous writing, Gene - exactly what I've come to know of you. I love the ambiance, the mystery, the magic.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.