A Rickshaw Smiling

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Literary Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


With your lip, as soft as lily pads,
in a pond of golden koi, echoing love,
as reeds of oboes whisper lust,
like Sandpipers soaring,
on wings of gliding kites.
 
As the autumn moon dance in the shadows,
and you with blossoms in your raven hair,
dressed in a kimono of cashmere, and silk,
as the fireflies wink a golden light.
from the veranda, of a rickshaw smiling.

Feeling the warmth of the hibachi,
in dreams from my mind's chrysalis,
hibernating from the chill,
with a cup of Daiginjo, sweet sake,
beholding your body, my aphrodisiac.

Like a touch of intimacy in our pagoda.
with a cup of Daiginjo, sweet sake.
from the inkwell, a poet's tale.
in dreams from my mind's chrysalis,
beholding your body, my aphrodisiac.
 


Submitted: July 02, 2021

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