pleasure's depth

Posted by Robert Anderson On Friday, October 23, 2009 1 comments

 a burgeoning view of pleasure's depth
released me once from life 
into a dream where beauty gleamed
from darkness to daylight
I could not fathom where I was
though honestly I knew
that dear Erato bore her breath
and held me in the nude
her eyes were of such deep secret
which beckoned me to touch
unwearied, pure, and intimate
she was more than enough
until I woke her waterfalls
which brought me to release
my soul, my light, my everything
then sunk my poise beneath
how ravishing she was to have
to savor, and to hold
oh, I remember how she felt
from where her rivers flowed
a burgeoning view of pleasure's depth
releasing me from life
into a dream where beauty gleamed
from darkness to daylight

Posted by Robert Anderson at Friday, October 23, 2009

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

from beginning to end... sensuous and captivating with perfect flow.
totally love this one.

March 28, 2011 at 5:54 PM

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