Whispering breeze, caressing
finger-tips; honey sweet
taste under his nose.
Charming ardent ability
to take me apart.
Love me, love me
there goes my silken
ivory robe; revealing
a beautiful pink rose.
My butterfly seeking
loves fragrance as
my petals unfold.
Author notes
quote is the prompt: whenever you are unclad you become a flower...unknown
A contest entry
- a flower... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended April 29, 2008, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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delicate and enticing...
as an unfurling bloom would be...
beautifully penned!
congrats on the bronze trophy...this is deserving of much more...love this write!
Blessings! Tammy
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The scenario of the love and the beauty is merging here with so much wonderful impression..I love this piece..thanks for sharing it....
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Tender and sensuous. "Take me apart" -- that presents a picture!
Very nice write, ennovy.
jjj
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i like the pink rose..my imagination runs wild here ..good luck from me as usual xx
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I think this would be better if left aligned and different line breaks were set up, to help the flow. Still, it's a sweetly sensual piece.
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hi
are you here? -
lovely sweetness
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