Enchantress Of The Savannah Poem by Rubius Nox

Enchantress Of The Savannah



Apricot aubades drift easy
close the plain's barbaric yawning.
The Hush of shells weave a susurrus low,
as a pack through the towering grasses,
stalking the scents of fig leaves and chamomile,
to her arched soles,
To which the black sand dances,
At which a serpent’s ballad gnarls,
The Enchantress of the savannah.

Mellow breasted heat,
tightens a drum,
and swirls at her thighs
and gnashing juju bones there,
and lulling thick in bowed dunes,
it satiates, cooling among a wellspring;

Her countenance strong,
Where patterned beasts quench and drown.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: desert,dream,female,woman
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A dream.
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