So intoxicated
my heart feels inebriated
A drunken pulse that beats
exotic rhythms,
to the melody of you
Obscure images slur my
thoughts in conjunction
with tribal pains
Feed me elixirs of your
sweet wine until
I want no more
You are my fabulous obsession
alluring my soul into
the alcoholic persuasions of
your heated passion
I stagger to and fro like
a teetering fence,
wobbling like a weeble
in dimensions of your
fragrant scent
until I find ecstasy
between the pillars of
your intoxicating breast
where enchantment soothes
me in rapturous solitude
A contest entry
- Intoxicated by Hell In Harmony.
3500 points, ended November 18, 2008, 27 entries
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Comments
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A drunken pulse that beats
exotic rhythms,
to the melody of you
lovely
deffinately different.
goodluck and thanks -
Damn kid!
l.o.l. I'm drunk off the thought of how it must feel to have a woman might a dude feel drunk off their love!! l.o.l. another 'BANGING' piece kid!
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You are one....
horny dude, we need to get you some poonanny...
just kidding your poetry itself is very addicting and intoxicting itself and very sensual to say the absolute least. It reminds me of this forum in DC on late night radio called "Poetry Noir" or something like that, thhey had real sensual poems like this that were read aloud there. I wish you could record some and play it as background music on your page that would be hot...and lets not forget this time I'm a boy!!! But great work man as always I enjoyed myself a little too much!
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