Days on end
my soul awaiting,
solace of affections
sweet tender mating.
My love to wit
never abating,
unfulfilled yearnings
romance creating.
In halls of antiquity
my wounded spirit calls,
Her salacious whispers
echoe from eternities walls.
Compelling my desires in haste,
wantonly waiting a passionate taste,
of loves sensual embrace.
In any case,
so willing are we,
on wings of dragons,
to take flight and be free.
On mountains and valley's
our emotions entwine,
as elixirs of erotic potions
tranform into divine.
To wed as beings
of devotion and trust,
not withstanding our needs
of sweet humanly lust.
We scale between a balance
of gender supreme,
blending surreal on
recycled beams.
Til rapids of wanting
abate in meadows of love,
like fervent chasings
of irreverent twain doves.
my soul awaiting,
solace of affections
sweet tender mating.
My love to wit
never abating,
unfulfilled yearnings
romance creating.
In halls of antiquity
my wounded spirit calls,
Her salacious whispers
echoe from eternities walls.
Compelling my desires in haste,
wantonly waiting a passionate taste,
of loves sensual embrace.
In any case,
so willing are we,
on wings of dragons,
to take flight and be free.
On mountains and valley's
our emotions entwine,
as elixirs of erotic potions
tranform into divine.
To wed as beings
of devotion and trust,
not withstanding our needs
of sweet humanly lust.
We scale between a balance
of gender supreme,
blending surreal on
recycled beams.
Til rapids of wanting
abate in meadows of love,
like fervent chasings
of irreverent twain doves.
Author notes
This piece depicts a yearning for love
which turns into perverted passion.
As the souls search for affection
dies in the flames of hopelessness.
A contest entry
- SOULFUL ABSTRACT by Pisces rainbow.
1000 points, ended July 13, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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beautiful soulful write,
thank you for your entry
God bless...


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perfect rhyme and flow..wow..and just a hint of dark..which I love..thanx so much for sharing...and best of luck in the contest..blessings..namaste..


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Her salacious whispers
echoe from eternities walls.
Compelling my desires in haste,
wantonly waiting a passionate taste,
of loves sensual embrace.
In any case,
i think it is verry absrtact, so i lost the true meaning you use a lot of lovely words i really like the above, and the flow and intenal rhymn work in most of the poetry, i would change some bits so it flows better but besides that i like it a lot -
I think you meant "Days on END". A couple of spelling errors but all in all a nicely done write. Thanks for sharing your talent. Pen on...

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that is really well written, what made you think of something like this? you have a wonderful imagination and i wish you good luck in the contest.
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DAYS ON IN, I DONT GET THIS BUT NONE THE LESS GOOD LUCK IN THE CONTEST
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the sensual bug bit you on your ass great here hon i love this i think you did a great job with this square love thingie you do hell it blows the socks off of ones mind who so uncontrollably can't resist the mr howard flames
its perfect
good luck to you in the contest


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Beautifully done Darell.
Such a talent, why do you play here?
you should be publishing.

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