Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
~sexual landscape~ fashioned by geology, your long abandoned beach, your lover in reach,
~ancient sediment~ clean quartz-rich sands of kaleidoscope variety, voyeur, a natural extension of who I am - I watch you - clearly unfrequented in wet places - you play for me -
~spindrift passion~ breathing shallow, I commit to the memory of laying you down, f***ing you on moonswept shores, vigorous tidal currents, infatuated immortals, I caught a whiff of you so strong in the trade-wind breeze, we f***ed with such raw passion, quaking - harmonic tremor on the seismograph, we went on for hours and hours, and months, rhythmic, old-fashioned wide swinging of the stylus on moonswept shores,
~corroborating evidence~ Castilian bar of soap floats, remnant from an ancient shipwreck, a boatload of missionaries arrived, tried converting my books into other cargo,
~fondling Dreams~ two naked women, in each others arms, vaginal lips together kissing orgasm, riding clitoral tide after tide,
~I've touched you~ in flesh, heart, and thought, voyeur, a natural extension of who I am - I watch you - clearly unfrequented in wet places - you play for me -
Sage, you grabbed us all, men and women alike, with this acute feminine insight and sensual-tidal-rythmic dance which you orchestrated so beautifully. Sometimes I feel like a voyeur when I read your work. Is that OK? I hope so! Richard is right, this is the stuff that causes major earthquakes!
~Butch Howard
Whoa ...I think I need to catch my mental and physical breath here Sage. This is one poem that needs to be read aloud...beautifully designed, crafted to capture the feel of tidal undulations and the feel of those salty crystals of "kaleidescope variety"...wow. I am simply awestruck by your visions and passages and the places you expose me to that I've never been. This is sensuality at it's "unfrequented" best. OMG...such sensuality and romance.
Love,
Taylor
We had a bunch of earthquakes down here in SoCal this last week - now I know what caused them - this poem. What a bloody romantic you are Sage Sweetwater.
"The boards most sensual Queenfisher"
Hmmmmmm ..... I think I like that (what Kate wrote about you)
Wow this is so sexually erotic and sensual I can almost feel the voyeur in my own mind watching aroused and desirious as the scene unfolds to this climatic deligt.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooo.... ummmmmmm.... oooooooooooo.... Did I say that already???!!! Think you is speaking my language and charting my very own treasure map here, Sage. You got all the co-ordinates covered, every shift of the dial to over 100 degrees in the shade. Your constant weaving and effortless flashes of cobalt along the secret rivers of all our multivarious sexualties makes you the Board's most sensual Queenfisher.... and so much less shy than the King who is such a timid creature! :)) This is a pure celebration of the deepest Rivers of Life, bidding us come to the waters to bathe... Kate xx
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
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~Butch Howard
Love,
Taylor
"The boards most sensual Queenfisher"
Hmmmmmm ..... I think I like that (what Kate wrote about you)
Blessings poetess ...
Richard
Fee
"...harmonic tremor on the seismograph..." HOLY SMOKE, you rock the world! Excellent display of passion on moonswept shores. Well done, Sage!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
peace and blessings, dear poetess!
carolyn
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D