pen of passion


Pen of passion

Lover of my blank page

Together they mate

My hand like loves soft rage

Brings them together to create

Reflections of thoughts erections

Penetrating to the womb of the soul

Bringing to life the seed in me

Till birthed into this reality

We can now behold

the power of love with unity.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem about five years ago. What was I thinking about? The great pleasure I get out of writing.

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raila's picture

You have a serious sensual side to your writing.