Sage Sweetwater, unrivaled, bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...Sage Sweetwater, the exceptional ARTIST of literary lesbian poetic prose...
born of fire,
ever moving on
the wind, pony hooves
on the rough prairie, paperback
star with a livery stable moniker rides
to another saloon, trading her Western
poetry, her oral sketches the silk between
a woman's thighs, be surprised how much
admiration she fetches,
monumental full
curl pull, manes and
tails of fiery storytelling,
Old West saloon-over-bar-painting
told through erotic diary, it is possible
to tell a bloodstain has come from the
quill, washed downstream, a wooden
dynamite box with initials SS branded -
free bird landed,
placer mined
explosive love's lust -
Lynard Skynard abacus
arithmetic shows in this amalgam,
beads of intimate mixture of mercury
and gold dust - ounces showing vials
filled from Mason jars of a riveting portrait
so dramatic, its authorship explores the volatile
notion of pussy and frontier female promoters who
defend it,
letters from
mothers to daughters
by Pony Express and letters
from daughters to mothers to
wrest a living from it, the prairies,
fields, hills, creeks, and valleys, the
world is the way it is, found in Darwin's
theory of natural selection, beautiful in its
simplicity,
you and I
are perched
at the top of the
evolutionary scale,
livery stable moniker
a piece, unassailable in
power, we don't fail, all-knowing,
rich with wisdom, admitting the Truth
for the price of admission, free bird to
those with intuition guides us on wind-borne
wings,
flight of the
righteous path,
not to be destroyed
by deceiving rival fortune
ego hunters who vandalize
the love of this lesbian mount
by prying the taxidermist tacks
loose from the bighorn sheep head,
full curl thinking the gold is hidden inside
the skull - well it isn't,
the gold is
between our
thighs in full curl
falling upon tongue,
I spit whiskey fire upon
your engorged clitoral nugget
sparking from magnesium bar,
two triangles of 0000 steel wool
rubbing passion, fire ignites, when
we f***, those sighs, scintillating
intellectual properties leach, publishing
orgasm in reach,
The Lavender Outlaw is in the House!
The Firebrand Rocks!
Sage Sweetwater's Authors Den poetry being transcribed to song by Iceland Songwriter Finnur Bjarki
Sage Sweetwater Lesbian Songwriter Inducted into Porterhouse Music http://www.porterhouse.is
I felt as if I was there Sweetie, and the music brought even more pleasures!
I am floored by your hearts desires in poetry style!
YOu feed us so many juicy-filled loving erotic romantic tidbit, in your journey to go further Sage! Another great gem that sparkles!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple-Passion Lady Shexooo
Darlin Sage... how you doin? PRETTY DARNED GOOOOOOOOOD, judging by this cantering swagger of a tale. I'd almost forgotten what a good draught of Sweetwater was like to quench a certain thirst, but now its corks-a-poppin all over my cellar bar with a ferment that's fit to bust. How your mind does work... and how the Sweetwater turns the creaking mill wheels of the empty granaries of the mind. This is so rich and fruity tis like a grand old harvest home... four months' early! Keep the Skynard Freebird flying... Kate xx
...and just as I was getting started the piece ended (sigh). Just my luck. LOL. This is another erotically sensual, and romantic poem as only you can write them Sage. And I also agree with what Elizabeth Price wrote too. Thank you for sharing this adventure into prairies, fields, hills, creeks, and valleys of lesbian abandon.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Sage. The entire casts of My Fair Lady, Fiddler on the Roof, Oliver/Dodger and Fagan, Doctor Doolittle,and every cheeky East End Pub Song from Any Old Iron to one beginning with 'Z', thank you for this read, and so do I.
An impressive libidinal whisper on the ear of sensuality creating waves of desires... "Livery Stable Moniker" flows through the brook of passion to the sea of inner emotions by shores of pleasures.
Long healthy creative life through a blissful living.
‘I have to go back soon,’ says Adam one afternoon. Yes, I know he has to go back soon. He has to go back to London and to his job and his apprenticeship. He has taken the maximum number of days leave – he has taken his entire Summer holiday in the Sp
‘I have to go back soon,’ says Adam one afternoon. Yes, I know he has to go back soon. He has to go back to London and to his job and his apprenticeship. He has taken the maximum number of days leave – he has taken his entire Summer holiday in the Sp
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I am floored by your hearts desires in poetry style!
YOu feed us so many juicy-filled loving erotic romantic tidbit, in your journey to go further Sage! Another great gem that sparkles!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple-Passion Lady Shexooo
Stay Positive!
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Sandie Angel :o)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Blessed be! :)
Long healthy creative life through a blissful living.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU