Sculpted

Sculpted

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

Slip knots

ties that bound

is when

you turned

the rope around

 

the wax

unto me

 

the lavendar,

sandalwood,

vanilla oils

soaked in their esteem

 

made me your slave

 

yet you did not know

that was what

I wanted

or did you

 

Sculpted

like

one of my own creations.

 

 

© 2008 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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Yes yes yes how lovelust to sculpt a mortal living like you would in a cauldron womb. Excellent magick. Makes me crave the wax and perfumed oils to render me the greatest of Egyptian Immortals with thee. Is it " is when" or "us when" ? Plays well either way, you are profoundly exotic.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Erotic....tastefully done.......beautiful flowing rhythm.....

:-)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I did not entirely grasp the meaning here but I love the mention of the incense oils.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on April 29, 2008

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Siddartha Beth Pierce
Siddartha Beth Pierce

Richmond, VA



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