Catholic images
roll
through my dreams
Gothic seductress
bloody lips
of love wet
inviting
Black and white photograph shadows inviting exploration
Rose petals strewn
Standing starkly
against marble
white
angels
Silent whirlpool
of leaves dancing along
Voltaire's tomb leading secret lovers
secluded groping
Moaning tokens to a demi-god
of thought
Whilst
fakirs of lust
pour whiskey
on musician's
grave
Sex on monuments to past lives
lived imbue
magic to mere
bio-mechanics
Love of death
death of love...
sliding into and
out of hot pink gates
Bas-relief imprints
scraped into a lovely alabaster
ass
Obverse impression
of grief
impressed
upon
skin
Leaving tiny
bloody tears
impregnated
with
marble dust
semen
While tombs
are coated with
living
sacred oils
Death's
theatre fades
with sun light through
Beech Trees
Offerings accepted
dry...
in morning
embrace
Worshipers of
physical senses
walk in boulevards
full
Taking their blessing
or curses
with
them
Temporary travels
erotic
among
reaped fields
of stone
-Fin-
DS Baker
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