Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

My Lioness


i feel i am in your orgasms
Splashing around like a Robin
In a front yard bird bath
Gold ankle chain she says
I put her high heels on in the store
Now we both know who rules
Feet on my chest painting her nails
She wants them plum

I have found a fire like no other
Consumed and renewed
Alive like a firefly in the night
Silk stockings on a high elven Queen
She sleeps softly like a rose
I awake in the moonlight
Her perfume like a field of lilies
I must keep the whip clean

She will awake soon like a lioness

Submitted: Sunday, February 23, 2014
Edited: Sunday, February 23, 2014
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