The honeyed lilt of voice, so sweetly sang
across the tides of sea swept souls, she calls.
So soft is her feline embrace, and form
as rounded in her flesh, to burn and clang.
To moods, our hearts unite and supple falls
as heavenly bodies clash, and transform.
My mind has raced over the ebbing tides
and knows her soul, like mine warmly resides.
Her nipples trace my chest, and loose my mind
devours my soul, in waves of greedy fire.
As my thoughts engage, her fleshy hot cage
her lips linger, over my skin, to grind.
An age of lust and longings quenched, in choir
I held her softened curves and mortal rage.
Author notes
A sonnet in couplets...Just for fun.
In a list
A contest entry
- Sensual Delights by Trixie08.
565 points, ended February 16, 2008, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let me know How this makes you feel, what do you think?
Comments
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I agree with the others that I wouldn't consider this to be a sonnet. But doesn't take away the fact that this was a very beautifully written poem. Thank you for such a great read and also entering my contest.
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I am not sure you could call it a 'Sonnet' my friend,
but if not then you could call it your own making.
for this worded out well in couplets.
Riftkin -
bravo
Well, I don't know if I would call it a "sonnet" exactly, but it IS certainly a very fine poem indeed! No questions about that! bravo... bravo... bravo...
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