Steamy thoughts, lost, haunted,
dripped in beads and grey pearls,
caught on tentative puckered lips.
Eyes penetrate, the sheet glass plate,
lick and touch and feel,
the memory of salted dressed perfume.
All could be lost, by taking a chance,
drawn in and drawing closer again.
Assurances given in a safe havened scene,
floating dreamlike,
should I or shouldn't I,
that's the deal.
(c) Libithina
Author notes
Prompted from the first photograph but all of the images were stunning
A contest entry
- Tell Me About Her (Pic Insp) by Girl With Guitar.
800 points, ended December 19, 2007, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is very beautiful. I really enjoyed reading it. Nicely done.
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a good poem, aye all could be lost by taking a chance, but at the same time, all could be found, different sides to a coin.
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Wow I really am intrigued by this piece. The imagery is amazing and it has the ability to stand strong without the image prompt so excellent work. Thank you for the entry.
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Thankyou very much for your words of encouragement, I am so appreciative of your support. Lib x x
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I thought that this was beautiful. It was a stunning piece of writing here. More please. I love the imagery in this.
All the best
Wayne
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Beautiful writing here. I loved the flow of this piece. The imagery was brilliant too. You are very very gifted. I shall read more.
All the best
Wayne
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Thankyou so very much. That is so very kind of you Wayne, I so, so value your comments, encouragement and praise. Lib x
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