Tag: erotic

• Sunday Night

  

  we fret ourselves to ashen little nubs talking of the week to come of the Sisyphus-grind the lampreys of obligation of five days nearer death over it all hangs a curious pleasure: rain awaited on a sweltering day thus our delay- ing the inevitable touch the skin-to-skin friction the cloudburst when it is done we…

  trkeith

  February 9, 2023

  Secular Verse

  erotic, love poetry, poetry, secular