surreal poetry
Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.
Speak
Speaking to you in tones of utter exhaustion and pain, you noticed I was broken and took the time to get to know my mangled mind’s fury. Administering a drug that overcompensates your kindness. In love with the girl with bright hair, thick puckering lips and a soul waiting to be caressed in a sea of pink and black sheets of fluffed silk and naughty secrets. Touched by the clouds and filled with nightmares; insinuating the tides of a masterpiece. Touching the body of poems written in the finest ink, with the most orgasmic slice of penmanship. Bolstering in the winds of grace, catching a moment of intimacy on your face, sending sprints and electricity to your fingertips and toes. Making them curl into patterns no one else could spring about; the whisper in your ear brings the rhythm of your night. A mistress in the stars above, awaiting for the perfectXXX time to release THOSE demons into me: take my spirits, fill my soul, and suck me sexually until each and every part of me has sunken to the foot of your heart. Bleeding for your eternity as I begin panting with the climax of sweet nectar we find in the highest peaks of heavens harps. I brought you here, and let you think I made it to the doorstep of freedom alone. Not true.
By Curteeona Brelove5 years ago in Poets
