Eve Of The Lions Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Eve Of The Lions

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She radiates like a leather moon
this time the bridge is magic
come to me like an orgasm
every edge has clouds
a blue sweet haven
her strap is bliss
her pale haunting eyes kiss
night brings her thighs of nirvana
The Eve of myth sighs like water
tunnels in the wet Bronx rain
Sirens of subspace
Her leather belt prowls the lions

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Lily Mccambridge 23 October 2013

This is a great poem indeed. Thanks for sharing that

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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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