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The Erotic Art of Klingsors last Summer

Poetry By: Ken Simm
Erotica



Klingsors Last Summer by Hermann Hesse


Submitted:Jul 28, 2008    Reads: 209    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


A fingered line along seam of dreams

freshly created from seeded fresh cream

in listless pose after deliberate arching

sweat that slicks soft in tactless pursed calling

Distilled words be careful suck taut

tented body comes home, playful lip caught

ocean emotion flows singing the limb

a voiceless thrust runs finger round rim

dipping the wick of cavern rose hole

sucking the juice from slick slip round pole

pushing beginning whilst pulling the end

drink the flood flow that wanton defend

fingers in mouth of soft warm conspire

feeling the inside curls soft hard desire

targetted gushing to climb an awed mountain

a single sword to the centre a fountain.

Tied to the flower of wooden release

whipped to the summit of single skin crease

fingered the warmth of a hot summer sting

tasting the succulent berries he brings

trapping with thighs of milking sink cool

fold in the rapture of limpid drink pool

desperate shouting that cries for the peace

falling through minds of frantic release.





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