Up All Night
an erotic poem for my love, blessed by James Joyce
Up all night
Nymphette pixies
Flickering in candlelight
In Dublin's fair city
Where the girls are so pretty
Bright nightsweat
Cooling on my cheekbones
The taste of salt and cum
Crystalline dreaming
When I first set my eyes
on Sweet Molly …
(Oh Rocks!)
When the word love turned liquid
seeping into the seething sheets
mindflowering in fireworks of impossible colors
and scattering rosecrystal shards of starlight
all over the wintergray floor
Pace, pace mi dolce amor...
Snug as Poldy and Molly
At the end of the night's story
We fell asleep waiting for Spring to come
And when he came at last,
snowfall melting on his little suit,
and bronze helmet in hand,
his shiny shoes and mauvey cheeks
besmirched with mud,
He left crystalmuddy fairy fingerprints
All over our computer screen.
About the Creator
Halston Williams
Eternal Student: literature, poetry, history, art, and philosophy. English Teacher. Writer & painter. Traveller & skier (when there's $$$). I'm young enough to be foolish, yet old enough to know better. Lover of dark & beautiful things.
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This is nice work 👍