Archer
[concrete/shaped piece- formatting not retained]
In her sights:
the core of nothing made perfect
Erogenous Eris’ golden apple crown
collecting my senses
I am drawn
to fix the unveiling
volatile inviolate
And you’re raising your knees
with painted feather-nails
calling claiming commanding
brushing my quivering quill
stroking swelling
ardor aching
- you are TAKING
me:
pushing pulling
plunging propelling
percipience perpendicularly
Then you draw back my body
from a cross-legged rainbow
Nuit is bending her
you are bowing your
Archer is arching her
blue-lit back
tickling trying
my body's trunk drunk
delightful delirious dexterity
telekinetic energy
tugging talon-tips
arrow is anchored to twine
twain en twine
entwined
tension-tomb hips
lunging luna lips
sealing our sacred
naked circuit
rocked, locked, and cocked
you let me go -
ARCHER ADORE ARROW ARDOUR ARDOUR ARROW ADORE ARCHER
uncoiling from bonds -
of gravity's profanities
surging sending ascending
surging swirling whirling
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poem by Randy Resh
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