HER NAKEDNESS

A Poem by Brianetics

Her sweetness drifts from skin soft and pale
she comes again and I partake of her... inhale
jasmine, dandelions and that which is fresh
erect and exotic and erotic aroma of her flesh

Her nakedness my playground, my encompassing nature
the mountains, valleys and rivers from which I nurture
I plunge recklessly into the depths of her sensuality
a quaking jacket, damp with the true being of reality

Cradled in ecstasy, sweating in the wrath of its power
dripping like dew from the petals of a morning flower
I drink to try and satiate an inner unquenchable thirst
to taste her, to sip from her passion until I burst

A moaning wind sounds from within, behind her fluttering eyes
entwined, the quivering quickness with belligerent cries
shuddering waves crash about, erupting, gushing into mist
collapsing, I embrace her as she the same with a kiss

Then, sinking peacefully, I fall asleep in her nakedness