With eyes that shimmer moonlight's dawn,
reflect desire with senses torn,
at love's caress from head to toe,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.
In gentle touch of moistened dew,
on lips of candied carmine hue,
entice my desire to meet her flow,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.
Her hunger driven lust I crave,
as fingers surf her sultry wave,
open flower I softly blow,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.
In heartbeats of intimate bliss,
the soothing lips tenderly kiss,
embrace time only love can know,
my rose, she blooms in passions glow.
Author notes
The rose being an angel
A contest entry
- Personally sensual (or erotic) by The D O M.
1000 points, ended December 22, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is a delicious sensual love poem, the rhyme and flow are very good and the passion well portrayed!
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This made me smile very much, You must love Your angel a lot, I hope when I find my One He will be all to me as well
~Luce
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Thank you
Your One will be everything and more, Luce, or He won't qualify to be the One. Meanwhile enjoy the journey.
Jem
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Good gosh..
so so sensual, stimulating the mind with images of 'happy '
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thank you so much
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