Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
The firebrand bringing you her poetry adaptation from Rudyard Kipling's "The Fires"
I light fire in the Terra di Sienna hearth, come to you under the bed canopy, lavender
the Four Winds blow, sage smoke seduces music pipe, fingers play you, stars dance,
across the rockies to the sea, sage winds blow ritual tears in your eyes, moon stills,
my heart beats pounding kettle drum thunder, flint pumps on top of whetstone,
the wind changes direction, you are Seven times a fire, when celibacy thaws the frigid cold,
the Four Winds let me come again, the fire burns, this time, my thighs you invite,
you know the desire I light in you under the bed canopy, it builds my own,
I don't doubt your heat, where your thigh-fire rages, visit me at mine,
the Four Winds blow, I want you, kneel, carry the music pipe, f*** me in song...
"What is the Law of the Jungle? Strike first and then give tongue," (Copyright 1927 The Jungle Book Rudyard Kipling)
"By Red Flower Bagheera meant fire, only no creature in the Jungle will call fire by its proper name. Every beast lives in fear of it, and invents a hundred ways of describing it," (Copyright 1927 The Jungle Book Rudyard Kipling)
HI Sage - there is something quite gentle here, careful fanning of the fire before letting off steam - i like it, jungle VIP, nother good one poem - Nicky x
I wish I could meet you in person; I know that, having "met you" in spirit, I would not be disappointed. You just reinforce what I wrote in "Wish." Love you,
Regis (Reg)
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 17, 2007
Your amazing,wonderful poem...Hugssssssss
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on March 17, 2007
Always at a loss of words when in this port........but enjoying every word that Sage shares with us.
Even though she's busy with her next novel, she still finds time to write and post poetry. Amazing!
Chrissy
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on March 17, 2007
As usual, the best of the best from Sage! And I wish you had been here when I hit "What is the Law of the Jungle?
Strike first and then give tongue," for I broke up laughing! Good ole Rudyard was such a sly dog! Sage, your poems are always such a refreshing relief from all this philosophical grimness. Keep 'em coming (pun intended :).
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Love,
Eileen
Have a great day!
spreading through the winds
to be inhaled by thighs of lavender song ...
Regis (Reg)
Chrissy
Strike first and then give tongue," for I broke up laughing! Good ole Rudyard was such a sly dog! Sage, your poems are always such a refreshing relief from all this philosophical grimness. Keep 'em coming (pun intended :).
Ted