Treasure Island

Nicholas Peter


You and I


Your femininity,
rolls up like a flower,
blooming bright clouds,
of color,
to blind my eyes.

I look at you,
and your hair falls like autumn leaves,
entrancing my winter eyes,
your body is like spring,
a blossom,
to give breathe in the summer.

There is no quarter for me,
my lazy-lion body stays,
while yours,
lingers on closer to mine,
and smiles like a pistol,
shooting through easy bone,
and loose sinew.

And in the symphony's last movement,
Open-lip kisses,
connect and explode,
like holy fireworks,
brightening a rainy-lust night,
I spent with you.

Submitted: Sunday, December 01, 2013
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