Blackberry Lust Poem by douglas lewis

Blackberry Lust



Your black Crown Jewels
Outside my grasp
Through rake of thorn
And briar mask.
Your fruit so rude.
Those compound eyes,
That vulgar stare.
I weaken for your juices,
I lay my body bare.

Saturday, September 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lust,nature
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