Perverse priestess
princesse in prostration
before your lingam
so splendid & brilliantly
erect in the sun...
Not in adoration
heart sobbing
the golden rod has melted :
hot molten liquid of golden bliss.
Crawling forward to embrace
whispering her magickal words
invocations of lava
Throwing herself into the pool
rolling & covering her skin
permeating her soul
In pure triumphant alchemy as
Phallus & Princesse become one.
pour Monsieur Os
*X*
princesse in prostration
before your lingam
so splendid & brilliantly
erect in the sun...
Not in adoration
heart sobbing
the golden rod has melted :
hot molten liquid of golden bliss.
Crawling forward to embrace
whispering her magickal words
invocations of lava
Throwing herself into the pool
rolling & covering her skin
permeating her soul
In pure triumphant alchemy as
Phallus & Princesse become one.
pour Monsieur Os
*X*
C'est beau. Merci.
ReplyDeletexoxo,
nina
Thank you, Nina.
ReplyDeleteYour site is a jewel.
This poem is turning something sad for me into positive beauty.
kiss**
*X*
Thank you sweetheart! That's very kind of you to say.
ReplyDeleteI understand how our words can sometimes transform a state of mind into a state of being. Rejoice in that beauty!
xoxo,
nina