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rain cups

July 8, 2007

Let me kiss the earth of your hand
and plant my scent on trembling lands
numb with flashing hunger for thumbs
to circle my nipples, for palms
to carry my breasts like they were
vessels for cupping memory
while waiting for the sighs of rain

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7 comments

  1. Smooth and sensual


  2. vessels for cupping memory

    Wow. Love that phrase. How erotic and also romantic.


  3. Nice one, Rax. Hope the studies go well for you.


  4. Been a while since I last visited.

    I like this one.


  5. this is very nice, the body-land analogy serves the poem well.


  6. I finally find a erotic blog thats smooth and sensuous, and inactive. Love your style of erotic..
    If you have a new blog, Please let me know where. For now, I’ll bask in your old offerings…



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