a deep breath a sigh
our bodies move in a trance
as we intertwine
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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8 comments:
Very, very sensual. Lovely.
softly sensual.
I don't know why Paige said it was softly sensual.. This was just very very deeply sensual :D Excellent writing!
Much thanks Daydreamertoo for stopping by. Glad you liked my poem.
Melanie
Thank you Paige for you kind comment. I was going for a very sensual feeling. Loved your blog.
Melanie
Thank you Leo. That is what I was going for. So glad you liked it.
Melanie
My breath—
I’ve never seen you
But in the
Catacombs of
Aspired inspirations
Where versified
Stanzas roam
About in the underground
Tunnels of
My imagination and
Yet, just like velum waves
Go to the rhythm of the
Ebbing sea so do
My thoughts spur the
Swelling of
Your ripened breasts
And without
Forethought but
By purest impulse,
I sense plum-purple peaks
Awaken angrily by
The briefest
Brush of my stirring kiss
©2011 j.a.o.a.
Oh Jose, you make me tremble and fill my longing, my need so beautifully.
Yours words do strange things to my body. So lovely. I can but thank you once again.
Melanie
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