Sappho Becomes The Muse

 

 
When the being appeared before me

I could have simply just reached nirvana

 

The sun was spread out along her figure

encasing that body in shadows

but those eyes burned through me

the same way those rays did

 

Her silhouette of the finest hills

 

It made you think of rolling waters

tongues licking against skin

dampened moonbeams sculpted on torsos

her planted mounds atop my lips

 

She was sweeter than gold

lavender that prods away at her

picks my folds that are stricken with lust

 

Four legs intertwined

her mouth against mine

two sets of lips and a gut wrenching twist

 

I fall for her when the spring leaves

melt against the ground

when her eyes glimmer of marigold

and nectar strings us together

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