fold beneath me, countless bliss
arrogance bleeds innocence
bend beneath this foot, this thunder
flat
flat
flat
flat
present to me this feast of wonder
give me groups of four, not three
I will witness from Her chair
(gilded gold on earthen dais),
Love spontaneously tempting
cardinals from silver dishes.
5 comments:
Athelas, this is really good (both in terms of content, meaning and structure)... some amazing lines e.g. 'arrogance bleeds innocence'... lots to digest in this poem!
LOVE it!
beautiful writing
Expertly gathered. I feel a desire for
submission from a loved one.
Amazinging surreal. Submission,
dominant, awakening...blooming.
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