Blushes
stroked by lashes
teasing skin
humming heat;
causing knots inside
to unravel
as doubt
beats
the final
tattoo
of before...
and explodes
into
us.
Author notes
Am tinkering. A new thing I am trying (-tinkering that is.)
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What a sweet and gentle write. Your words are simply magic, so golden and tender. A pure delight to read. Well done on a fantastic poem
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Blushes stroked by lashes..liked the coquettish imagery...the coyness brimming with yearning...
....teasing skin...loved the sense of paced attention...the sweet building of pleasure...
...humming heat...superb at imbuing that throbbing pulsating warmth that is eons ahead of a ready brek glow!!! More akin to simmering...
...the final tattoo...oh play me maestro please and make of me a melody...
...and into us...three words unselfishly exploding in the key of we and not out of tune in the selfish solo of I... loved the unity in the final explosion...
...if this is your tinkering then maybe you should consider christening it catherine wheel poetry...
...it has colour...warmth...frissons of fireworks...
Bravo-licious !
Yvette
Hey did you see Cherie in SCD? Bless, methinks maybe nerves got the better of her...thought of you when Rachel was on the floor...impressive...loved it...
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I do like this very much. It is so demurely sensual, hard to do. There are no awkward parts. I'd like to see it left aligned and "tinkered" with that way.
Geo
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I loved it, and the last line is wonderful. Rich, tasty.
Much love my little sister across the way,
jin
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i love this, but i will say one thing...i wonder if u can use another word besides "hope"
just play with a few more words to keep up the full image of it all u know? just a thought. but hey, no matter wut, this is a beautiful piece
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thanks a lot-this is a bit, uhm, delicate for me. lol. any suggestions?heat? scarlet?? help!
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