to Venus

Live according to your highest light and more light will be given.

Peace Pilgrim

At dawn, i sat staring at the morn'ng star
Blinded by her light even though she was far.
On my hide, i felt her coming closer
And closer as my skin began to scar.

By the cool pool, she sat across from me
And from her garb, did make herself be free.
And though i was blind, her i could still see
Clad in her naked finery and beauty.

What ought a blind man to do? Oh Venus!
When from his head, blood flows to his penis?
Me thinks, i shall have to cum and caress
The well-formed forms of thy succulent breasts!

© 2020 The Poets Peace

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