There is nothing here except
a TV set that does not work
and a bed that is as hard as a board.
A brown rug that has been well worn.
A heater fan that rattles when you turn it on.
In the pocked dresser drawer a Gideon bible
A small piece of paper cut to a square.
As I turn it over the words unbutton me printed in neat handwriting
The vision of a voluptuous women appears before me.
She looks at me licking her lips as I lie on the bed
breasts prepared to bulge out in ways a man desires.
I can feel my tongue running along nipples.
In my dreams she comes more than a flash of a thought
or a flash in the pants.
We make love throughout the night.
Her bronze body on top of mine
swiveling hips deep hard and long
till in exhaustion of orgasm I fade
to deeper sleep and waken on the hard bed
Thinking this as much more than a dream.
To the ghost within this room I whisper Thank you.
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A contest entry
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Comments
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Hot writing. Definitely would fit the prompt, but way over the line limit. Still beautiful work with this. I enjoyed the read just the same. Thank you for your entry. Storm
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Hmmm sex in a dream has its ways to leave us breathless. Great poem here. Keep up the good work. ~ Brook
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Decadent...some ghosts are nice to have around...
I enjoyed this!
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Great imagery in setting the scene. It makes the reader wonder how many times we've all been alone but not REALLY alone...
How can a ghost have a bronze body? I thought they were all white and pasty or something. LOL
That remindes me of my first honeymoon night, at about four o'clock in the morning I was sound asleep and my new husband woke me up with some urgency. I naturally assummed he wanted to do the wild thing again because we were, after all, newlyweds. But no, that's not what he wanted. The room was pitch dark and he asked me if I could poke one of my legs out from underneath the covers to light his way to the bathroom. Seriously. He was laughing so hard I pushed him off the bed.
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