Soft as a petal.A Poem by andrew mitchellfor my muse on a wet blustery cold day.
Soft as a petal.
How your love opened like a flower. Your pistil teasing my every move I followed your scent, so sweet, your stigma; sticky receptive to my advances you captured, my seed. You played with my stamen, a toy devoured hungrily. How I tickled your carpels. How you released my anthers. But buyer beware. in a shift, your petals changed A venus fly trap you became. Forever carnivorous, a virgin no-more, snapping like a dragon on fire I was now..... your humble fly. A servant to the testament of our beings. Soft as a petal insatiable in love.
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Added on May 9, 2016 Last Updated on May 9, 2016 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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