Rain shimmies down,
to places reserved,
for a mans touch.
Soaks through to bring forth,
hushed breaths she couldn't keep secret.
Throaty sighs weaved the tale,
of how she wanted to be,
pressed down softly,
before wanton eyes.
Carefully laid plains unravel,
when fantasy's zenith reaches beyond,
fingertips lusting alone.
Author notes
Picture Prompt - unknown artist
A contest entry
- Sooooo Sensual.... by SummerlandRayne.
450 points, ended June 16, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very imaginative..
very suggestive...
but a pleasant touch of lust
I loved the last line...
'fingertips luting alone'
Wow...that made my fingertips lusting alone...too...
You've a skillful way words...
you know how to conceal lust under a cloak...
some people get offended when you don't do that..
Kisses honey!
Galaxy2
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Bravo!
Encore, poet! That last line...amazing. "..of how she wanted to be, pressed down softly, before wanton eyes." And yet he isn't there, so she must take matters into her own hands. Masterfully done. More, more! I'm bookmarking this one!
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Very sensual..."pressed down softly..." that sounds dreamy to me!!!
Thank you and bst of luck!!!
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