Luxurious robes
Fit for a queen
Broidered silks
Satins for pleasure
And rose damask
Afternoon's leisure
I ask what you see
Sans equivocating
You whisper steel
Skeins of blue-grey
Feminine elegance
Classic recherchée
In perfectly stitched
Voluptuous crimson
Dart gold filaments
Beneath which run
Thews thru sinew
Blood and thunder
YOU ARE READING
Out of this Earth
PoetryMusings on the luminous sometimes whimsical world of human love: Bring your heart to the Garden for a feast of Earthly delights but come prepared for unexpected twists and dark turns along the way.
