https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/Like my literary hero, Mr. Edgar Allan Poe, I began my writing vocation as a poet. I love the way this particular format lends itself to a variety of expressions. I know some of these poems will not apply to everyone's taste, but that is the beauty of the genre.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/569619May I please seduce you? To taste the nectar of your lips To embrace the warmth of your charms To whisper into your ears Sweet words of endearment Are you willing to tell me About your secret treasures And how you like them explored? I promise to be gentle I vow to be loving Do I have you intrigued?https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/569618It hath been decreed throughout this land Artistic Expression's in danger of being banned No longer can we speak with a single voice They've taken from us: The Freedom of Choice Policy's being dictated by a selected few Those with narrow minds and points of view They see to have this idea that...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/569617The painfulness of the truth As it mirrors another's view No compromises--No B.S. At least you know Where you stand Is it right? Is it moral? I feel it is Something we need a little more; Especially from those Whom we have placed our trusthttps://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/567013I have this unique fetish that worships all alone The Only Politically Correct Erogenous Zone Whereas, the Average Joe will just shamelessly stare At the callipygian orbs of your derriere To steal a lingering glimpse down your decollete For many a Peepin' Tom is a voyeuristic matinee Others...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/567012Staring into the expansion Old Sol and I vis-a-vis Aeolus isolates me As I ponder for my purpose I am full of questions But answers are slow in coming What is the use of a blessing When its purpose is unknown? Has our Elder Brother abandoned me? Am I really so unworthy?https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Eratos_son/565222You should see this world through the blind man's eyes, Then attempt to listen with a deaf one's ear, You'll notice there's no one you must depise, Nor anybody you should truly fear. Why base one's worth on the hue of their skin? Or, the spelling of their family name? How they practice the...