Karaliste lay dreaming amidst pillows
sleepy eyes could not focus
sex clung as perfume in the warm air
golden hair spread out as he placed it
lips red puffy from stolen kisses
wearing his white shirt buttons selected
to show the swell of her breasts the pearls of his desire
Karaliste awakened fire was out power had left
and she began screaming hands were cuffed
her name was Susan and she knew not where she was at.
Author notes
Rheea
A contest entry
- Short Poems by Pollycheck.
450 points, ended May 26, 205 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thank you for entering my short poems contest. This is a very interesting read. It definitely had a surprise ending to it.
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afraid
good write on a scary subject . . like "sex clung as perfume in the warm air" and "the pearls of his desire" . . good first and last lines . .
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Perhaps I need more coffee or another drink as the meaning(s) seemed to eluded me. Still I love the flow of words and will return to ponder.
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This is hard for me to follow, because I think it is designed that way.. LOL..
I hope that's the case.. Plus I'm tired.. But none the less, I was OK until the last line. Thanks for sharing, peace.
-Timothy
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