deepundergroundpoetry.com

Paris Texas

she needs it, she prays for it
her primal passion
in bed, on her back
legs raised, bent at the knees
a bas relief, glamorous grief
she�s not a whore, she just wants more

her heathen delight: the might, the spike of a man
in the vee of her sight
desire measured in inches
like dashes on a map
every inch is a mile
every lunge is a smile

then flip her like a nickel
the backside of romance
round as a penny �tight as a drum
sweet hell in the go, & heaven to come

she gyrates, then rotates
to gaze at the storm
takes the juice on her face, in her mouth
creamy & wicked & warm

she�s the maja, a madonna
she is beautiful

every dream is a woman
every woman is a dream

Written by JohnFeddeler

Published 24th Feb 2014

All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.

likes 13 reading list entries 1

comments 11 reads 244

Commenting Preference:

The author encourages honest critique.

Re: Paris Texas

whale

24th Feb 2014 8:45am

A red blooded blues eulogy to Booty - nothing better

Read poems by whale

Anonymous

- Edited 5th Jan 2019 8:45pm

24th Feb 2014 10:44am

<< post removed >>

Re: Paris Texas

absinthe

24th Feb 2014 12:34pm

A beautiful erotic poem without these lines:

she gyrates, then rotates
to gaze at the storm
takes the juice on her face, in her mouth
creamy & wicked & warm

I know you write superbly, but that stanza sticks out like a sore ... on your otherwise beautiful poem.

But then again, "Paris Texas" suits the poem just as it is ...

I still like it, John.