Living Like Gods
Posted by Jerry on January 9, 2006
Morning searing
Of tea-table talk
Eyes jabbing
My delicate heart
My soul itches
In rapid flashes of motion
A silent sip
Of brewing emotion
His naked thighs move
Mountains of air
The bath water yearning
In steamy despair
Seconds pass in moments
Of time
My quivering lips lusting
Divine
Tasting the pungent
Warm vial of life
Drinking like wine
The dark opium of night
My twisted tongue
His succulent spine
My burning palms
Our legs entwined
This morning waits
Its jealous turn
To see, to sin,
To lust, to yearn
His flesh-laden secret
Between those thighs
Drenched in decadent bath’s
Violent cries
The love is too large
For the walls of this home
He must ascend to the heavens
And demand God’s throne
Leitmotif 
Semperviva said
The love is too large
For the walls of this home
He must ascend to the heavens
And demand God’s throne
this part is cool
Ergo Sum said
Yeah. Thanks. I like it too. Actually, I like the whole thing… really, viscerally, sexy.
innommable said
eeewww… I know you too well for me to like these sexual and erotic images of… you?
Ergo Sum said
Why would you think it’s of me?
Rohit said
This is an awesome poem! Very erotic, majestic, and lovely!
Dexter said
Amazing!!!
Ergo said
Hey DexStar! Your first comment on here. Welcome 🙂
Sinus said
PornStar!!
Although, you seem to add new lines to it each time you attempt reciting from memory