Raw Earth Pigment
she didn't have
the right color for
the Amish roof thatched
with straw, she heard me say
in sounds of silence "make color,
not mud" -
lavender blue
plus red ochre,
she planted purple
violets on the Amish
roof thatched instead
with mudstone, natural
umber plus white, she knows
the ratios of raw earth pigments have
a homespun sensuality, scarborough fair
eco-f***ery and she wants to make me, turquoise
beads, pistachio green plus lavender blue plus white,
old pink,
her tongue
shows accuracy,
burnt sienna plus white,
she lays me down soft on
the bed, swirls experimentation
between my thighs mixing saliva
with ancient passion, puts her leg
in between my two, the easel is made,
she heard me say, "make love to me in hue" -
tint is
the name
of a color
produced by
adding a little
white - she wants
to make me.
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
Love,
Deborah
Pulling, pushing, nothing said
Motionless, twisting, out of control
A dab of pink as the brush rolls.
Peace and Amish lovers for all,
Dayvid
duke larance -- the drugstore cowboy poet
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
John
fee
Another stellar poem, my sweet sage...
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Cheers,
Dan
gravel dust settles with spokes
awaiting threshing dinners-
I seen you wearing just a white apron
tied with cotton bow knots...
pink tongue of erotic servitudes
know how to Hue You...
Strawberry Milk Dish
Vickie
Be always safe,
Karen
Fueled with intensity of raw emotion ~
Namaste,
Christine