kneeling infront of a mirror
i watch my own reflection
lightly exploring my body
my fingertips grazing slowly
half naked and already aroused
i picture a lover in my mind
leaning into the mirror
i let my breasts touch the cool glass
i can feel my heart beat faster
my thighs spread slightly
my hands tremble in exploration
touching my belly and along my thighs
quietly moaning my breath quickens
who is this person i am loving
why do i yearn for the coldness
giving myself into the desire
i lean in and close my eyes
glass wood and flesh embrace
breath held body arched i lean in
a heartbeat and we kiss
A contest entry
- Picture by Myjoy.
950 points, ended November 7, 2007, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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Brings new meaning...
To being fascinated with one's own reflection. (I guess while imagining its someone else.) There is an innocence in this piece, despite its erotic nature. I am fascinated.
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wow the imagery is awesome in this poem... I love it!
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I thought that this was a very awesome write. I thought it was great and good luck in the contest.
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You have taken a different look into the mirror and i think many will relate to this view
...to feel that love and get lost within the pleasure....think more should admit and indulge. Thank you. Good luch in the contest....she is nice.
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Just breath taking. How many times I have felt something like this myself. This is a wonderful little sexy read of self love and love wanted. Well done. Thank you for the entry.
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Now this is a perfect take on the picture prompt! You have more guts than I do; this made me think I better take a cold shower. Your imagery is fantastic.
Love,
Amera♥
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