2.) Seduce one of us in a seductive, sensual manner without being lewd or pornographic.
Ahhhh. I get to seduce a woman! Thank you for assigning me such a task! I know exactly what woman I want to seduce. I get to choose one of the judges, and Sylvyrwyng has shown me the most attention, so it is an easy choice. Nothing against you others, and for the right price I will seduce you as well.
So, since the rules are vague about the style of this seduction, I am going to take liberties and do exactly as I please. I will write a poem, but thought it might be more seductive to show my thought processes for the construction of the poem, so they will come first.
Should I have a plan? Should I come up with a format for this seduction? No, I am not good with following directions, especially not my own. A stream of consciousness narrative would probably best show the real me, and how my idea of seduction is not normal. Can I say that? Do I really know what normal is? So much confusion! I will define the seduction I want to perform. That would be a good start, but first, I think I will take a shower.
I like a long hot shower to clear my mind of distractions. Standing under the hot spray with my arms folded, staring blankly at the random patterns of dark gold on light gold in the Masonite walls. I think I see some patterns. There is a naked woman without a head. She is holding a corncob with a feather attached to it and has a cornucopia covering her genitals. What would Freud or Jung say about that? I don’t care. There’s a man’s face with bulging eyes. The eyes are looking right at my crotch. I’ll call him Gay Bastard. You can stay, Gay Bastard, but clean up after yourself! What else do I see? Hey! Corn Woman has a friend hiding just to her left. Good Lord! From the difficulty of that position she wants it bad or is a yoga master! I can’t decide now if Corn Woman is going to use the feathered cob on herself or the other woman, whom I shall name Sandy. Oh, God! The patterns repeat themselves! There’s another Gay Bastard and another, I’m surrounded by Gay Bastards! But, that must mean I am surrounded by Corn Women as well, right? Yeah… I think I have cleared my mind of distractions, now I can go back to the seduction again…
I have to think of a spiffy name. That will make everything seem legitimate from the start. “The Construction of Seduction”: That works. But, how to get myself all excited over some woman I don’t know? Hmmmm. Tricky! I think I will write about a woman I really do want to seduce and just put Sylvyrwyng’s name on it. I’m not going to mention hair color or sizes and shapes of body parts. Heck, it won’t matter because she knows I would just modify it to match her if I ever meet her. She will be seduced by who I am, not what I do. Good. That settles it. I write about whomever I want and it will still seduce Sylvyrwyng. I hope.
What kind of seduction do I want to attempt? Well, I only know one kind. I want her to love me now and for all time. Why do I want that? I don’t know. Perhaps it is instinctual so that she would want to raise my baby after I am gone or something. What does it matter? It’s what I want. No time to analyze myself here. What kind of love do I want? Worship? That always sounds like more fun than it really is. I think that I want her to consider me connected to her in such a way that I can become part of her whenever she wants it. That we are parts of a larger whole, and that she can become part of that larger whole with me. But, what if that leads to dependence? Yeah, get real. You know that will only happen if it is what you desire. Behave! OK, so my idea of seduction is that she feels comfortable completing herself with my maleness as I complete myself with her femaleness. Good. That’s settled.
What kind of long-term relationship do I want to come from this seduction? For some reason this is the most difficult question to answer. Is that something you can know when you begin a seduction? Won’t the way the seduction plays out determine the scope of what is to come (pun intended). What do I have to offer? Well, I first and foremost seek the spirit, so she can never be number 1. Would she be happy with this? I guess that depends on whether she’s looking to be number 1 or whether she is looking for someone who can give her unlimited love. She cannot have both. The source of unlimited love is the spirit, so if she is first, then her partner will not have that. I am just going to ignore this question and let the spirit sort that out. I will be satisfied with whatever time is spent together and whatever is offered. That will be my gift.
Now, I must add her personality to the equation. But why? Don’t I see every woman I attempt to seduce with the same rose-colored glasses on? Aren’t they pretty much interchangeable? Oh, dear! I am hitting myself hard with this question. I may need to think about Corn Woman for a few moments while I collect my thoughts. Hmmmmm. Intellectually this is true. They are all interchangeable. But, intellectualism has nothing to do with love, absolutely nothing. So, that is not a valid point. The emotions that a woman stirs up are very particular to her, so there is a vast difference between them. I feel better. Good save. So, I add her personality first-hand, by how she makes me feel, not by what or who she is.
This is coming together quicker than I thought. Now, to choose the form for the poem: Should I try to impress her with a difficult form? Should I use my strength? Should I combine the two? I am best at poetic prose. But, sweet clever verses melt a woman’s heart. Ha ha ha. I will do what I always do… compromise! The Shakespearean sonnet is prose and poetry simultaneously, expressive and beautiful. That wasn’t so hard.
Lastly, I need to choose the mood of the poem. Do I want bright and cheerful, like the heart of someone with newfound love? No. That’s not me. How about the sadness of knowing love is too brief, only a moment, then gone? Too morbid, also not me. Then what is me? (sigh) I am lonely and isolated, as is any warrior of the spirit, so I guess the feeling of love I have is best described as appreciative. I marvel at her form, content, meaning, like I am reading beautiful poetry. I don’t want to possess her, for such a thing would change her, and she would no longer be the beauty I see. I just want the opportunity to appreciate her in her entirety and offer the entirety of myself. That is my seduction. No promises, no strings, no hidden agenda. Just my love and me for an eternal moment, and then we start fresh with new moments, to discover them however our hearts desire.
So, I know what I want to say. What should the title of the poem be? I always write the title first then try to write something worthy of the title. I have always felt that lovers are mirrors into places we never get to see without them. That would be a nice theme. I have only come up with the title and already I am choked up. This may be more difficult to write than I imagined. Pull yourself together, boy! You have work to do. I was going to write this at a café on lined paper, but don’t know if I want to create a scene… Some big guy with wild hair writing and smiling broadly as he blows his nose and wipes tears off his face, making a large collection of café napkins all wet, scrunched up and piled together. Eh… they’ve seen worse.
Mirrors
I walk with you in moments that align
Then touch your hand to tell you I am near
Gazing into your eyes for any sign
Of trepidation, anxiousness, or fear
These many miles that we have shared this day
Have left all fears as dust upon these roads
Trusted companions as we make our way
We share the weight of one another’s loads
Beyond the path is more to share than this
Love’s colors to be seen, melodies heard
A new star in the sky with every kiss
A new song in the heart with every word
I step into your path so we may see
What kind of loving mirrors can we be
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Author notes
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A contest entry
- Part II Daring to Go Deeper (Invite Only) by Daoine.
800 points, ended April 15, 2007, 4 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Might have to change my undies, feel a little MOIST
Theres the word you wanted, the poem was, indeed seductive, and thanks for the peek into your weird mind. Here, have 3 gay bunnies to keep the soap company
The poem was beautiful D. x
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I am so giggling, almost giddy with figuring you out..
nice, very nice..loved the prelude...spewed coffee out my nose then snorted..I like you a little bit..lol...LOLOLOLOLOL..its very charming of you Allan to be all-inclusive....LOL..i'm going to give the church lady the finger..LOL
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What a freaktastic contrast between your comment and Myra's. That's what I love about AP! I get it all! YAY! Thanks for making me laugh, cry, spit, cough, and other things I will leave to the imagination. You are absolutely right! I would IM Syl immediately and demand equal time! *mind wanders* Thanks for the gracious comment. -
Oh Al!
I think I am too late for the party! I can say many funny things, but seeing that this is about seduction, I shall have to tread carefully.
I simply loved your beautiful, beautiful poem.
A new star in the sky with every kiss
A new song in the heart with every word
This touched my heart. It is so romantic and pure.
Thank you.
Love
Always Myra
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Now, now, now... it's me we're talkin' 'bout here! Why on Earth would you tread carefully? You got somptin' funny to say, no's holdin' back! Besides, I was vague enough (intentionally) so that this might have been about anyone, I do believe that does include you, though I think it was clear it was about a female, so that narrows it down some. Still, your two cents is always, always welcome. Maybe you'll learn me somptin'? Worth a try.
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Perplexing
Amusing as well. I do find the mind is the sexier than the body, add the two and you have yourself a deal. What would really seduce, Syl? Have you read her erotica? Looked inside her imagination to figure her out?
I love the honesty of the poem. It's beautiful. But there was a lack of connection, an interchangability in the words before that. Like you said, 'I think I will write about a woman I really do want to seduce and just put Sylvyrwyng’s name on it.' Now, if you have someone else in mind, other than Syl, then be honest and say so...lol. Because how can this be a true seduction when you don't mean it.
This gives you something to ponder.
Thank you for entering the second poem.
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You take my seduction at face value? Hmmmm. Surprising. I thought that by making it about someone else she would want it to be about her even more, whereas, if I actually made it about her she might be embarrassed or think it is over the top. This also adds competition to the mix. Trust me when I say that it was not a bad plan at all. If you have any question about that, ask her!!!
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Another one bites the dust!
No grass whatsoever grows under your feet...you make
improvements upon improvements upon...so forth and so
on...I am tempted to sometimes ask where do you get it
all from....but, I'm shy...smile...(I see a pronounced
winner with this one, as well as a deserving one)You go
Jus....you just go!
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I'm goin' I'm goin'!!! I think I'm the only entry so far, so at this point the odds are 50/50. Thanks for the comment.
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The woman with a corncob and feathers would I believe in Freud's eyes symbolize in one way or another, an Electra conflict. The thought of you naked in the shower is far more enticing than I would like to admit. The poem is absoultely stunning in form, and thought. Consider me seduced.
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Let's see... another one for the yes column... I may have to go from black book to PDA if this keeps up!
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Awesome beautifully worded I was in a trance with each word so very wonderful!
you really have an idea of what love,seduction and passion are... It shows in just a few written lines. Good luck to you and your writing.
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Thanks. I was getting a cramp from patting myself on the back. Nice of you to relieve the strain.
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wow i loved most of this, not all as i didnt get a mention unless of course i am corn woman or the yoga expert either case my preference would not be for the corn (thank you for the offer but no thanks)i did love the *big guy with wild hair* until he started seducing more than half of the ap women
i love rambling writes and this one more so as it led to the work on the bottom (or was that *gay bastards job?* 
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I have several problems with your comment. First, you have been in many, many poems. No need to be greedy, but you can be buxom diva, whom I keep as my private random blot image just above the spray nozzle. Who says I seduced THEM? Let's be real here. (you perhaps being the most guilty of all!) Very pleased that you liked the poem. I don't know what Gay Bastard's job is, but I shower with the lights off now. Even then, I don't bend over for the soap.
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fantastik !!!! i loved it so suductive and funny lmao ...smiles ~cheeky~
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Fantastik? Seductive and funny? How do you know me so well? You been peeking? Thanks for the kind words.
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I like this very much, an outlay of your thoughts before the poem. You came up with something wonderful here and thank you for sharing this with us. Good luck in the contest.
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"...Came up with something wonderful..." oh, I love your sense of humor, too! With a name like Erotik Rose, I'm going to have to read your work, too... thanks for the comments.
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Rofl... I have never had my sense of humor seduced in such a wonderful manner. The honesty and humor that you wrote with have given me such a different point of view to ponder on and think about and yet you have me laughing at the wonderful confusion in which you find yourself. Thank you so much for the honor of being seduced by you! I loved it! This is one second entry that truly seduces the mind and funny bone. Thank you so much! -
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Yeah, laugh at me... that's what I was going for... isn't anyone going to use the word "moist" in their comments? C'mon! Somebody throw me a bone! Oh, well... I'll just assume that you would tickle me back. Thanks for the kind words.
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well done
Damn, if I throw a contest; will I get seduced?
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If you can stop seducing long enough for it to happen, I think probably.
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Wonderfull!!
That was marvelous!! So very beautiful! That is the kind of love I desire... I am speachless at the wonder and awe portrayed through your words!
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I am thrilled with your response! Thank you.
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