Pink Laces
Pink lace, thin
scarcely embellishes
your glorious nudity
the bronze in your skin
red silk, an oddity
to hide the softness
of your most wanted
treasure
sin
bareness
is a pleasure
to me granted
I am not worthy
to be the one who steals
the pureness
In the roses
to taint with salt and sweat
the rich alabaster
of your innocence
on your bed i'll burn
some incense
to let know in heaven
an angel is mine.
I tried to write an erotic poem through a man's eyes. Please let me know what you think.
