Thursday, February 18, 2010

8016 The Last Sunset
[by S. David] [art by Kristina Carroll]

The flow
The thrumming
The drumming
In her body
In her arteries
In her veins
She had fallen
She had loved
In nightdark
His home
His dwelling
Heavy drapes
Had blocked
The day
The light
She had stayed
A night
A day
And the lust
The sex
Too powerful
Too much
Blind Lust
He was in her
And caresses
And kisses
Became nibbles
Became a bite
And she left
Into her
Last sunset
She would be
She now was

36§ [Orig 10/27/09]

1 comment:

  1. I have read you poems. I like the lucidity in your writing. I would love to read more from you.