Late One Night You Transform Beneath MeA Poem by Lindsay LukensAnother poem for my Tiger-God, mildly erotic.I read a growl
From the stripes on your Sage face,
Hovering
My weight above your forehead
Your whispers wring
My mind as I
Shift and turn and writhe © 2008 Lindsay Lukens |
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1 Review Added on April 24, 2008 Last Updated on May 6, 2008 AuthorLindsay LukensMero Atlanta, GAAboutI'm a slave. Do I need you say anything else? Ok. I am a twenty-two year old poet and writer currently studying English at a university in Georgia. My interests include existentialism, modern art, li.. more..Writing
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