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on a Late May Morning

Watching you lay nude in bed
nascent leaves chatter Spring.

A strong freshness comes over me.

Your breasts blossom like flowers.

Their corollas like banners in the wind.
Your pollen spreads its scent
and I am rapt in desires of touching you.

I lay here on my side eyes wide
sailing the ocean of your curves,
learning the art of your body.

Touching your dreams

as eyelids flutter slightly,
opening as my skin touches yours.


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  • AJ Morelli gold member
    June 1

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    this is a lovely piece, very light erotica really...

    love the line:

    "learning the art of your body"


    thanks so much for entering such a fine piece


    al

  • Cat gold member
    May 18

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    this is actually really nice-
    a genre i'm not generally a fan of but i think you
    handled it well..

  • Beautiful!


  • Nicolette gold member
    May 18

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    This is lovely, Jeff.

    Wonderful weave of the sensual and great use of natural metaphors here - just as I like poetry to be. Nothing better than these lazy morning songs!!

    ~ Nicolette

  • wow - Jeff..this is very beautiful

    Although your sensual poetry is gentle..there is a little bit of wildness & something very erotic I sense in it, as well. Esp. this one.

    Best of luck in the contest.

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