On The Hidden Stair

[Broad_For_Hire]

To feel set apart from the comfort of my skin
Uneven surface textures stretched far beyond my youth
Explosive silences from the gentle caress...
Slide across smoothly and bury within

Dark cavernous inner dwellings
Flooded with memories and fondness to them
Resting quietly on the hidden stair
Pearched on a dream lined with slender perfection

Jagged feminine sculptures of persuasive frustration
Rusted and frail on the tip of my tongue

[sylvanlightning]

Breathtaking erotic precision... your fiery passions exude this piece.

[fulmah]

I agree with sylvan, the slippery erotic images you've created are wonderful... I also like the jagged rhyming present throughout, I don't know if you even did it intentionally but I love reading lines and wondering where that hidden rhythm is coming from.

[KittenX]

Felt a bit superfluous as a whole but as an individual line or stanza it offers a lot of twisting metaphors and word combos that I could enjoy.
But ...
"Jagged feminine sculptures of persuasive frustration
Rusted and frail on the tip of my tongue" ...is devastatingly beautiful.

[Broad_For_Hire]

*bump*....

[SoFarAway]

I liked it alot, at usual..

It definately is beck influenced I would bet. :)