There’s no remorse
nor bitter dreams within my room…
as piercing thorns
expose
my fragile stem
Cabernet
spilling from my petal's
deepest red
and longing
for one season of your taste
I caress
explicit shadows
that release,
melding in the séance
of your lips,
tracing
silken sheets
…where love descends
~
April 16, 2007
© Copyright 2007 Ann Kasun, all rights reserved
Author notes
Photo: by Alex Kaplan
A contest entry
- Here in my room.... by Nicolette.
650 points, ended April 23, 2007, 9 entries
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I love the opening line. There is no need for remorse from any event in life. This is gorgeous! I love your room. Although;
"as piercing thorns
expose
my fragile stem"
This has sad tones but is beautifully written. Your words cascade down the page like a waterfall let free.
Much Love Always ♥
Renee
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"and longing for one season of your taste"...aah yes, and for that one season I'll be as submissive as can come! Loved that line - and look where you took me to
. Very sensual, very elegant, very beautiful poetry flowing from your room, my friend...red and rich like Cabernet. I also liked the feelings of yearning here...tracing the dream. Loved the line the " séance of your lips". Beautiful, provocative poetry.
Thank you so much for this entry!
~ Nicolette
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A soft billowed feather's touch on a breeze of senual delight drift in essence of your poetic verse in this finely crafted delicate poem.
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sensual
one can feel the longing.
"melding in the séance
of your lips,"
powerful image. a world of emotions in just a few lines. beautiful write. thanks for sharing.
~marcus
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Whewwwwwwwwww... AWESOME !! This piece demands to be read and felt. I love your free flowing style and the way it captures the reader from the start !! Good luck in the contest. Blessings. Debby
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