Submissions by Aristofene

It’s only you
With that succulent honeycomb legs,
You encapsulate my absentminded
Spear of sugar and steel that infiltrates,
Clandestinely, your cathedral of bread  

And between horizontal sighs
You succumb to the white ink
Wanting to write your history in the
Parchment formed with the friction
Of our two Bodies….  

It’s only you
With the succulent strawberry gums,
You ingest my essence drop by drop
And fusion myself with the fragrance
Of wild orchid your skin perspires
On your hips high tide

And between...

Like a summer’s day ornament
I want to leave you a promise warp
In pieces of my skin, that when the wasp
Flap of its winds, I’ll penetrated your forest
That dark, mystique, and moist, with the morning
Dew of your sweat, foliage and infiltrate
The intimacy of your mouth of honey with the
Dryness of my tongue and consume you drop
By drop, until the bear in me falls sleep with
Your smile engraved in the other side of my eyelid.
And when the moon comes up, over my window,
I could see you smiling once more in the darkness
Of my den made by...

Suddenly,
A vexing citron
There in virginal
And brimming
Pastoral country
Of the pubis

A mellifluous touch
Erect corner forged
From thy fragrant flesh

To undress so much
Lovingly
Thy receptacles

Convex cherry tree
I pierce
I conspire
I simmer

A fugacious tempest
I possess to devour
Thy tender inner thigh

To couple thy intensity
Of harden frail cotton
Suddenly,
There in the valley of loins
Night’s melee
—charming teacher—
I take thy fruit
Succulently ...

Since,
Moribund
Agonized
A scoop of
thy light
I necessitate

Passion nailed
Me the sweetest
bites

A tempest of
Pistils burst
Narcissist

Thy fruit enervated
Minute feline

Thus,
Tormented
Suffocated
Thy light’s ink
I beg

Since,
Culminated
Terminated
With a drink
Of thy skin
I implore

from twenty asexual poems