Living Art

I have posted some of my poetry on one or two occasions…so I am trying it again.  I have contemplated submitting it to some erotic poetry anthologies, but am uncertain as to the quality of my poetry.  I have only minimal collegiate training in poetry, so its largely a feeling or stream of conscious. So…Feedback anyone? Constructive criticism is most welcome!

Living Art

One tear.

One glittering bead of dew coaslescing amongst the baby-fine garden at her nape.

Slowly it begins a creeping descent to the fertile valley below.

Her breath rushes,

And fine tremors quiver across the muscles wrapping and containing the caged animal in her breast.

It hums a soft, stacotto rhythm in time.

Her skin -

flushed

humid

radiant from whithin

incandescent to the scences

yearning for touch and connection.

Her sweat forms into a misty rain,

Sweeping down the foothills

Marked by twin thumbprints at the terminus of her spine.

Skimming over the mated spherical mounds,

Moisture settles at their aesthetically exquisite juncture.

Her cylindrical topaz stems stretch a lengthy distance from Eden,

Languid, lithe, and relaxed.

Visual

Sensual

Exquisite

Ripe

Living art.

XO

G

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