Ceremony – an Erotic Poem

Veronica Erotica Roman SoldiersI only take in old Roman soldiers
invite them to shelter inside me up against
such a long
dark sky
take off the heavy armor hung ‘round their necks
release
      let
                go
let blood
flow
from their heads back down
to their heart
let the slow music of their heated bodies
and my pelvic voice    s  l  i  d  e
their sharp swords       down
                              deep
                  down

into my wide glistening
                pussy
pocket
grab the golden goose
so that they can rise back up
                  shudder and moan

and take wing in mortal surrender to me

       — explosive!

then slumber
rest in me like a patient lion
circling my lamb loin in the the grand arena
to feast again

that glorious event
where devils witness ecstatic their final hour
like glad soldiers leaving their seeds and shields
scattered on the battlefields 

love and death    final breath
in willing sacrifice
        make me spiral
my fragrance
bliss
bloom
on the surface of ocean foam
open mouth
gaping      enormous

they make their offering
here in this bed
just like the stars did when the Gods willingly
exploded
spilled
        seeded
                       the earth

in honor of the Goddess

          creation

destruction 

         creation 

destruction

         creation

One thought on “Ceremony – an Erotic Poem

  1. You have such a way describing the deed. Your words speak to me (and drive me crazy) in ways I didn’t know I could feel. You are releasing me from my sexual prison. I feel like you wrote this for me. You get my desires and needs.

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