- Non-Erotic Poetry
- She (in four parts)
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I
She steps
Through my door
Out of
Wrapped in
Night
Black velvet ghost
Woman phantom visitor
The smile
That smile eats my heart
Crushes me
To my knees
I man always
The man heart untouchable
Unreachable but
She ghost woman massages
It with love and
Spiked heels leaving
A trail of bloody kisses
Across my chest
II
She wrapped in
Black velvet night
White crescents of skin flash
Blinding
Sear me
Struck dumb me
Man
Man of words
Words being weapons
Power but I am
Powerless swept away
Willingly in
This passionate game of
Her devising
III
She ghost woman is art
Laying in my bed touching
The curve of her stomach is a poem
The round of her breast a
Renaissance masterpiece and I
Am in awe she
Lies above me back lighted
By the pallid march moon
And there is fire but no
Heat she ghost
Woman is as cool as
The pale light
That washes her alabaster
Skin
IV
She ghost woman laughs cruel
As the God who made her and
Let us meet
Now dance just out of reach
Tie me her
Together there is the need she
Will be the death of me when
She goes yet I gladly
Surrender
