Like Poe Says…

poésie érotique gothique

artist: Jozefina Litwin

as seven chakras tingle, smoulder,
teeth will tease the skin,
impressing on a whitened shoulder,
starting fires within,

ablutions of a love made wetter
ease the leather strap,
the screams of sexual operetta
shrill as tensions snap,

infusions, aromatic spices
strike the senses blind,
indulgence of a thousand vices
suffocates the mind,

the barest soul in feral splendour
quivers like a bow,
insists in bliss for sweet surrender,
climax to the show,

a reverie of shaking knees
and shuddered semaphore
preclude the rise, the rush, the pleas,
like Poe says…‘nevermore!’