Drunk On Roses Poem by Patti Masterman

Drunk On Roses



drunk on roses, I float your dreamy seas,
skin moaning, in the depths of my beloved:
undulant dances bloom from my least pose,
the charmed snake seeks ecstasies release;
in quiet luxuries of straining flesh
then breath stirs, at the back of my neck:
gladly, I'll drink your proffered wines

Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: snake
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