T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Consummation
By Florence E. von Wien(1921) BURNING—relentless burning— | |
| With the gently caressing fires that will not be calmed … | |
| A delicious sense of stifling. | |
| Suddenly a fierce storm of sharp, exquisite pains … | |
| Like little electric needle shocks … | 5 |
| Pierces every tiny part of your body— | |
| Till you are raised out of this earth. | |
| A great calm comes over you then— | |
| And you open langorously, luxuriously | |
| Like an enormous, fresh passion flower opens its petals to the sun. | 10 |
| Something comes and snuggles into its petals like a honey bee | |
| And they slowly close again—and then—just nothing then— | |
| The sensation of having no sensations—great peace, waste space—and | |
| Nothing, nothing, nothing. | |