Potiphar’s Wife

When Joseph was employed in Potiophar’s household, his wife became enamored with Joseph. Joseph declined her amorous advances on moral grounds. This is a poem about the infatuation of Potiphar’s Wife

Darling Joseph,
Your body is bronze…
Your eyes
Poisonously radiant…
Magnificent is
Your phallus….
My body
The wine
Of Egypt….
My lips are
Pearls of
Of morn ….
My breasts
Are dancing
Fawns…
My orifice
Is a burning
Lake of fire…
Come my Joseph
Undress
And bed
Me to
Sweet ecstasy.

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Ode to Grace

Darling Grace ……..
Love awakens in me….
for you
with poetic fervor……
I admire your
beauty with a
poet’s heart…..
I long for you
darling …..
embrace you
with the whispers
of poetry …..
My heart is settled
on the ocean of love….
Let chant kisses
on your lips…..
Let me kiss
you with mystic
delight …..
Let me make
love to you with
song of songs …..

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Feelings
Are the monsoon…
They fall as
A rain of tempest…
Passions
Are an eclipse…
I have a
Rainbow
In my heart…
My lover
Sing a song
Of love to me…
Life is an
Erotic
Pasture …
Where in the
Waste land
Am I ….
Yes, Camus
Life is
Meaningless
And absurd…
Give me
The strength
To bear my angst….
Time is calypso
On wings …
Destiny
You are a
Future
Locked in gold…
Charm is
A brothel
Of the mind…
Time sew
A ribbon of luck…
Let me sing
The songs
Of the desert …
Nirvana
You are
A Buddha
Of the heart….
A trope is
A gem of poetry…
Luck you are
Hidden in
A fairy’s wand…
Poems speak
Of adoration
Of the body ….
Time a tempters
Snare …

The Moon

The Druid awake
Now in the mist
Of the night….
A beauty
Of a dream
Gone by…..
Crystal ball
Shining
As a maverick
Witch…
Shadows
Of the moon,
Beyond the
Tree …
Lighting
Up the soul
So sweet…
White robed
Saint ….
A panorama
Of the occult
In beauty…
Dogs howl
In ghostly
Whispers…

Dawn

Morn sky,
Lay in red
Whispers …
Dawn,
The tranquil
Sky
Floats as
A dream…
Memories
Are the sun…
Shadows
Of pale light…
Birds glide
In the sky
A gentle
Orchestra…
Time,
The flowing
Brook,
Wind nuzzling
Softly
All the worlds
Seem happy…
Time—the mist
Of a season
Gone by.

Ode to a Lover

Love’s sweet name,
echoes in the heart….
It’s a song
that brings
hearts together…..
a beautiful song,
that glitters
like the stars …
In it is an
ocean of love ….
a sea of bliss
a garden
of friendship ….
a hymn of love….