Women born and woman dressed or undressed
are Eve, figged or naked in front of man
dancing barefoot or flat-heeled, or high heeled
it is beneath our facade that we are blessed.
Adam, or his kinsmen, so broad of chest,
luck to you to touch more of us than this:
kiss of skin, or know of eyes,
taste of breath or felt our curl, underneath demand
that gentled heart recognizes command
for us to offer you fruit by hand.
In a list
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration/15 Lines or Less by mysticstorm.
475 points, ended February 25, 2007, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is a very stirring and well written piece. Lovely imagery and depth to this write.
I really enjoyed reading this.
Thank you for entering! -
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Ty mysticstorm. I appreciate the initiative to have us write.
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