Being garnet

I’m garnet: blood-
red —
a cool gem on fire,
burning
for your gilded fist..

Please chain me sober
with your metal claws
and let me quench my
thirst
dangling necklaced —
and rest absolved
between your breast;
being cherry for your lips.

Today Lillian hosts at dVerse and we are supposed to write poetry based on our monthstone. I had always thought that I was amethyst, so being garnet become a pleasant surprise. Join us at 3 PM EST, 9 PM CET when the bar opens.
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September 26, 2017

28 responses to “Being garnet

  1. I’m going back to bed. That was so good, I’m cancelling the rest of my day.

    Your line breaks are awesome … and don’t even get me started on that hella kinkalicious imagery! Wow. Even without the erotic bent, though, the writing is just gorgeous.

    But I do love me some cherries, I won’t lie.

  2. You hooked me at putting words /between your breasts/. My birthstone can be ruby red as well. Your erotic bent on poetics these days fog up a lot of glasses; smile.

  3. Interesting visuals in this. Such alluring words cascading from a garnet … an intriguing trajectory.

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