The Prize Within

Posted on January 8, 2011 by

Scent of  jasmine
Flickering shadows
Between the trees
Leaves whisper
Aching tunes

He rests his  head
On a mossy bank
The river trickles
A lulling harmony
Slipping sleep

Tiny fingers
Caress his thighs
Slip off his shoes
Undo his pants
He dreams of her

His chest exposed
Soft warm tongues
Lick his skin
Sunwise
And widdershins

Tiny claws
Burrowing now
Between the ribs
Towards the prize
That beats within

About marousia

I am an artist, a poet and a writer interested in all things connected to new media.
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One Response to The Prize Within

  1. David (1MereMortal) says:
    January 8, 2011 at 7:16 am

    A very sensual poem with great imagery…enjoyed reading it.

    Reply

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