Thursday, May 18, 2006

your flower arms

forever i am drawn
to your flower arms
green imprint tranquility
skin so naked hissing
glistening in the night
reflecting like reptile scales
replete in fragrance
and taste of hair
rub of stone solitary
yellow rose pulsating
penetrating crawl from
a crack in the concrete
a pounding tension
tight muscle thirst
for smooth stallion
neon embrace
i have searched about you
traversing orifice
with tongue and eye ball
gazing on bosom
pacified and round
pleasure plethora
and still the war
flood of shy birds
hiding in the bush
poised ready for flight
in the wilderness
of running heartbeats

Copyright © 2006Peter Burg

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