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plucked

curves stir up feverish desire,
breathless anticipation,
contact merges contrast

passion ignites a sizzle,
feverish strokes
evoke hushed gasps;
another, another and another

blinding pleasure
savoured till well spent,
in clasped spasms

quiver and feebly quiver..

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  • Turtledove
    November 5, 2007
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    Nice

    Well done. Good content. It's like a teapot that's on the boil, it sizzles and sizzles until it steams! This is one steamy poem by the time you reach the end. I like it. Walt.


  • ennovy silver member
    November 5, 2007

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    This very tastefully written and I like the metaphors you used in the poem. Thanks for entering...


  • WillAlwaysLove silver member
    September 4, 2007
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    Great write, thank you for entering, good luck!