Silk
by David K. Tamura



Her back…snow landscape on a winters eve

Smooth where my lips slid down…

tumbling, searching…

Exploring the paths and trails of flesh

Like hidden gardens…fragrance bitter yet sweet

Small crevice of delight…shadow on the curve

melting into darkness..

mutated by my thrusts

infinity lays asleep

awakened by the dawn

I pull the silk skies away…

But I hide happily in the soft flowers…

And smell eternity again and again…
About David K. Tamura:
David K. Tamura resides in Spanish Harlem and is a Mixed Martial Arts
Instuctor as well an Electronic Musician. He is currently working on his first
Book of Poetry...
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