It was in her skin
the taste of sin
It was in her touch
the want of lust
It was in her eyes
and
that playful smile
It was between her thighs
my real prize
It was in the night
where we first met
It is in my memory
I can't forget
Now I always look
somewhere it skin
A contest entry
- Pen Me Something Sensual...(GOLD PIF) by voodoo ink.
800 points, ended July 3, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is lovely, and it is in the skin, the smell of woman or man. Love is after all a smell, and everything linked to smell. Lovely.
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I love the flow of this poem...It is showered with a romantic sensuality...thank you, poet...
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This is very sensual indeed. Sounds like my first love. Good luck in the contest
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