scarlet


Cold traces
on bare skin
ardent and raw
like rain falling
upon bleak cities.
Tormented and desolate 
bodies united 
on dewy emerald 
pasture seas.
Like the moonlight 
making love to
scarlet-haired roses
over the boughs 
of snowy elms
tides of carnal hunger
drift onto sandy moors
of liquid flesh 
as thrushes sing
melodic ballads
and azure pearls
ring bells in the Arcady.




 

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