Lady of the Night

by ddavidd   Sep 5, 2017


The lustful lady of the night
flouting on the river,
knocking on the doors of euphoria
and wind is her whispers,
and wind is her heir.

Stars are so ripened
and the moon is so amiably voluptuous.

The lustful lady of the night
with breast of milky ways,
rowing on the river
with the oars of her glistens.

The lustful lady of the night
flouting in her dark heir,
effulgent in her smile,
beguiling
in her whispers,
and bewitching
in her
dewy convolutions.

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  • 3 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    This poem is as tempting as this lady you speak of. She seems to be a lustful lady indeed, with your words.