Venus

After a long day of being covered in oil, this might confuse some.

Venus of steel, to be inside you is to Breathe

Goddess of strength and beauty, young boys wet Dream

Your body starts to shake, I’ll hold you as you Scream.

Late night emissions, your man and your Machine. 

Author's Note

First post, rather confusing. Not what I usually write about. No this is not a poem about Mechanophilia.

Reviews

[Ena Lona Kendra]

I like it.. short simple and different

[idiotproof--1]

nice poem. it's pretty short but it's still good (not sure why "to be" is underlined?) otherwise this is actually a pretty good poem it's got nice imagery (I mean that in the least creepy way possible) and a strong rhyme scheme.

[25toLife]

I really am not sure why that happened either. Thank you for commenting on my writing.