A virgin, lively, beautiful 'neath zephyr
to rip me with a coup wing drunk;
as a lake hard to forgot haunting under ice
in transparent glacier flights not to escape.
Dancing under the luminous sky,
a wind born from cocoon of your lips,
humid hair flies, fluttering on the pollen,
feverish of my flower in spring.
In warm colouring, impregnated;
love, passion, sensuality,
seducing between bare sensations
in dew bathed by drizzle
of petals, open seas, shoots of soil.
Let your softnesses inebriate
senses in my innermost thoughts,
swept by wind of warm whiffs.
Author notes
Prompt: Picture..Option 10 - Wind beneath me
A contest entry
- Pif and Inspire :- Many Options by Reptile Lady.
825 points, ended February 9, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Amazing words and a most wonderful penned piece
I loved the third stanza so much
Thank you for your entry
Julie
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