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Vessel or Wine?

Do you see the vessel or the wine?

When you look into my eyes

Do you see the scarlet hue

of my liquid soul?

Or do you focus on the shape of the vessel,

Scanning for chips or scratches?

Do you place your nose against me,

Inhale my scent,

Smell the chocolate melancholy,

the bright notes of joy,

or the spicy plum fire of my spirit?

When you look at me

Do you see the glass or the contents?

The vessel or the wine?

If you dare to taste me,

Do you gulp me down

or roll me on your tongue,

letting my flavors bloom on your palate

inside your mind?

Hold my vessel in your hand,

run your fingers around my crystal rim.

Breathe me in.

Let me envelop you in my many flavors.

Let me transport you

to the heart of your desire.

Drink me.

Savor me.

If you dare.

If you can see the ruby red pleasure

I have to offer,

and not just the shiny vessel

that contains me.

Do you drink or keep searching for another glass?

Taste my fruit or pass?

Savor the sublime?

Judge the Vessel, or drink the Wine?

Originally Published February 24, 2013

Photo courtesy of http://www.maremmaguide.com



Filed under Poetry

Touch, Taste, Thrill

Don’t just stand there looking at me.

Touch me.

Unlock the chains that hold you rooted to doubt and put your hands on my warm body.

Feel the soft texture of my curves against your fingers.  Feel the dampness that gathers at my center, the moisture created by the mere sound of your voice.

Get on your knees. Put your lips on the soft places they yearn for. Ignore the fear.

Taste me.

Thrust your tongue, push your fingers into my velvet folds, lap up the juicy wetness you have created.

Love me. Fuck me. Possess me. Violate me with abandon.

Thrill me.

I am yours.  So don’t just stand there.

Touch me.


Filed under Erotica