- Erotic Poetry
- Night In Tunisia
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Click hereLoving eyes rest in splendor
In April's mist
We smile in langour:
Was it you hiding
Behind the fountain bell
Searching for a lost love
You cannot fortell?
Indeed how bright you would look
In satyred wings;
Of paths we walked
And sing in December's moon.
How I would love
To chase you down the street
Feel Aphrodite's sun in your hair
Mystic leaves that seem to cheer
Lost in the garden
Where Eden grew.
- COMMENTS
I like how you wrapped this up in the last two lines...nicely done.
~Merry
Some of this is very interesting,
with some sharp, intriguing images.
But I find your middle stanza a bit confusing.
Why "satyred" and why a verb tense change?
Write us another like this one.