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    dots Submission Name: On Nameless Shoredots
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    Author: DaleP
    ASL Info:    57/M/TX
    Elite Ratio:    6.21 - 629/553/330
    Words: 239
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    dotsOn Nameless Shoredots
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    Lost in that wearied hour
    when the chill of night seeps into bones
    and all good men have long since succumbed
    to a well deserved rest.
    I wail at the wall of sleep.
    The torn veil of a lush longing glimmers
    in haze filled eyes.

    Garlands of golden snakes
    writhe in sinuous wreaths,
    wending
    around a waking dream.
    Until
    tossing in fevered slumber
    I am assailed by the redolent wafting of dark perfumes.
    A weir-like enchantment drifts to me
    on moon dream shadows.

    Cresting in undulating waves
    memories of her come in ethereal form.
    She is a golden rhythm
    festooned with the crushed petals of narcotic flowers.

    Her breath is a flowing lullaby of lingering lassitude
    that brushes a blush upon my heat.
    A flutter of kisses I can neither bear nor deny.

    A storm brews building to burst
    in unending torrents.
    I flounder.
    Lost in the wearied hour no more.
    I am subsumed
    consumed
    by a night-creature of
    demonic passion.

    There
    upon the shores
    of a vast and nameless sea.
    A she-serpent,
    she with those golden eyes glinting.

    With an ever tighter grip
    She
    entwines her way around my lust.

    In a monstrous gush
    I become the bull pawing from the primal ooze below.
    Blowing and steaming
    my nostrils flare.
    I bellow begging for release.
    lost in the inferno
    forever to burn upon the brink
    my love
    smoldering
    within
    Her .......




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    ||| Comments |||
      This is totally great dude . I lingered on every word . Succubi like that are hard to come by . Seriously this is probably the best submission I've ever read on this site . Keep it up !

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2011-09-17 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]
      i have revisited this several times...i am more in tune with it now...although relating to this type of work isn't as easy for me...

    i see the good poetry in it...and the use of the sea...and the goddess like quality of the woman...etc etc.

    but as much as i see it as a really good poem, i wish i could relate to it more on a personal level...i like poetry that just rips my gut out...moreso than poetry that i just kind of watch from a distance..
    but that is personal preference like i said...so it is harder for me to make really valid comments for you on this work...

    as i said in the previous comment..it is nicely written and uses really sound imagery..i just see it more from a distance...

    if that makes sense.


    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-09-14 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      with all the alliteration i can feel the waves....

    wow..

    nicely written!

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-09-12 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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