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Questioning

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Every mote of dust shaken from your fingers
caught by me before it touches common earth
is rare and is assayed as priceless silver
having touched your hand

Every moment with you brings grace to my life
and is hour-long in the guess of my poor mind
so bitterly your absence hangs upon space
as an airless death

If you beat me I would only smile at you
and if you stayed your hand it would be a sign
you cared no more and would offer no caress
or benediction

There comes a day when you call me beautiful
that is when I walk whereas at other times
I stagger as a frightened foal in lightning
one jump from falling

There may be words which can describe this feeling
but will you allow my offering to you
this conclusion in the stillness of my heart
that I am in love

Always dangle that sun cross in your cleavage
and let it trail with coolness over my breasts
conducting heart-rhythms between you and me
like magnetism

Smile for love’s sake and only smile for love’s sake
red and full as an apple on a fall bough
beating with the pulse in the veins of nature
let thoughts of me come

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(form - Sapphic)
Written May 24th, 2006

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  • Pure Thought silver member
    September 5
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    This is as deep and strong a love as I have ever read.


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    May 25, 2006
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    Hey shiniest one! It's just that you have never read any of my directly erotic work. Apart from that, I like to be subtle. I am glad you can see the sensual side of my writing.

  • Toni A Christman
    May 25, 2006
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    Maybe I should borrow the steam cleaner. I think the poem is sensual, but I never see you wander into direct eroticism - well, not in verse anyway. I think most all of your poetry has a sensual side to it. It's that form thing you do so very very well - I do love it, Mairi. Hugs from Shiny Sister

  • Mairi bheag gold member
    May 25, 2006
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    Glutton for punishment.

  • LAPoe silver member
    May 25, 2006
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    Went right out and rented a Stanley Steamer...all clean now..
    so I'm ready to read more... lapoe..

  • Mairi bheag gold member
    May 25, 2006
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    You liked it, Michael? I am so glad
  • Eusebius
    May 25, 2006
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    Bravo!

    Lovely! Bravo!

  • Mairi bheag gold member
    May 24, 2006
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    Jings! This isn't even one of my erotic ones, Poe. It's supposed to be about facets of love. Still, I am so glad you liked it. I'll write another as soon as you have finished steam-cleaning the PC.
    Edited on May 25, 4:02 p.m. because '"I almost made "steam" look like "orgasm" - I am going barmy!'.

  • Mairi bheag gold member
    May 24, 2006
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    Thanks Nevada - and thanks for spotting my deliberate mistake

  • LAPoe silver member
    May 24, 2006
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    Deeply personal and very, very sultry... as a matter of fact
    it's steaming up my computer screen right now..you sure do know
    how to write... that's all I can say...my lord this whole poem has
    it's own heart beat...pumping... salaciously... lapoe
  • Crystal Chanda Lear
    May 24, 2006
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    lovely

    Mairi bheag, this is just lovely. That's all I can say.
    (p.s. there is a typ on line 4 of the 1st stanza./ 'you(r)'/

    david
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