Pieta In The Mist Poem by Madrason .

Pieta In The Mist

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I missed the passion fruit so full and stout
a creamy nipple so erect to sprout
I want a volcano in my mouth
for all my luscious longings so devout
as if the words of love appeared to shout
a moment's peace, to quench all of my doubt. M

Saturday, June 11, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: longing,passion,mother,hunger
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Beautiful poem, it's sensuousness so deftly overt and still concealed

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