i love you with all of my hardon
Posted on in erotica, fantasy, poetry, romance, whimsical
i love you with all of my hard-on: the aerodynamics of gilded wings
(a kinda-sorta sonnet)
come to me, he said, my love
come to me and be my heart
my breath, my life, my wise companion
and sail with me on gilded wings
across a sky that knows no shame
into a world that knows no blame
be with me, he said, my love
be with me and be my tart
my bitch, my slut, with wild abandon
fuck my face and fingers, girl-whore
and ride my hard and leaking dick
to leave your cum upon it slick
i heard right, i knew, the first
i heard true and glistened all:
his breath, his life, his jumbled man-tongue
and sailed with him on gilded wings
across a sky that dare not see
into a world that could not be
where my bard was quick undone
his heart but figment’s fancy
and by his lust was held cheap ransom
fuck his face and fingers, did i
and took his shaft with cold constrain
his girl-whore now, mine self-disdain
seed then spent, his deed compleat
nought figment of mine fancy
my flesh did answer this heart undone:
an errant knight was he at best
i’d come to him, believed the lie
that crossed his heart and hoped to die
passion cold, stripped raw, unclothed
in my eyes, his lies struck mute
no chance for sway, he did abandon
this girl who’d sailed on gilded wings
who’d come to him, believed the lie
had crossed her heart, hoped not to cry
deeds of pilfered drupe thus wrought
from this bard, i took my leave
for breath, for life, mine own companion
i sailed away on gilded wings
across the sky that knew his blame
left this world: his loss, his shame
November 18th, 2007 9:45 pm
Angela, your abilities continue to astound me. I am stunned again. You never cease to surprise me.
November 19th, 2007 3:17 pm
Angela, you are an Artistic superstar. I was enraptured, carried away, turned on.
November 23rd, 2007 10:50 pm
Beautifully crafted and beautifully felt. What is stunning in your work, Angela, is your combination of technical skill with emotional power. This is another poem for your certain-to-happen “The Best of …” anthology.
March 7th, 2008 3:46 pm
Good dirty poetry is hard to write. Bravo!