Delve into my deeper cavern
for I am cave with wealth unmeasured, stored
to lend a poorer debtor;
and he, ragged, worn
but bent to gain redeeming wage.
Indentured servant, trade your bondage,
journey lighter, exchanging yokes--
Adorn yourself instead with lips of ruby
that sip the beaded heat from off your shoulders,
or set these eyes of sapphire into your own
mesmerizing weakened spirit, inspiring hope.
Allow our skin to glide together—
my fingers, pearls to swirl as drops of soothing oil
into your aching back, tanned and taut
from toil of many labors.
Let me be your easing.
Abandon servitude’s reservation!
Release your tongue,
(parched and cracked from lack and duty)
to swallow streams of molten gold--
yes, press into these treasure-mountains,
heaving hills that flow with nurture’s milk.
Before another day’s long burden
rest, oh, rest, along my curving ledge.
I need no recompense, my Love;
receive without a price.
But only leave your markings here upon these walls
that I might trace the lines and recall afresh
how you reclined within my lonely shade
and laid your precious head upon these pillars
causing earth to tremble
and darkened hole to dance
with brilliant, blinding radiance,
even if only
perceived
by me.
Author notes
Okay, so maybe just the first line came from the prompt picture. 
ten
In a list
A contest entry
- November Rounds #2 by CitrineSunrise.
700 points, ended December 11, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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this is so beautiful & very sensual - a lovely poem
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Ten, there is not much more I can say that others haven't. Your imagery was brilliant - but it was the emotion that grasped me in this piece portrayed through the imagery.
Your poetic tone absolutely mesmerizes. Excellent, excellent, excellent
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I can only piggyback on what has been positively commented to this point. Your poetry is exceptional! Your words are fluid and leave the reader sitting in awe when the read is complete. Of course, I had no choice but to go back and read once more. I am not the host but I am sure there are not too many poems on this site that can equal this poignant work of poetry. Simply breathtaking are the verses penned here. You have the "gift" but then, I knew that the very first time I ever read your poetic skill of pen.
BRILLIANT!
I wish you well in this challenge.
Much Love & Respect ♥
Renee
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You have the gift of lush language and amazing imagery. I read your words knowing that if I sat at my computer until I petrified I could never write this way. Your poem has perfect punctuation and pacing which enable every reader to stop and grasp a concept before moving on. Thank you for your entry. Peace, Liz
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i like the freedom here to bring thoughts and ideas mix the physical with the abstract, perception seems so much like that...how thoughts can travel along time, distance, some ideal that we think is important...a remarkable poem ... PK
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Wow,
Your pen etches deep within the portrait's hues, carving a masterpiece within the words you entwine so beautifully divine. Thanks for sharing sweet soul, and I wish you all the best in this here contest!
Much love, Timothy
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Such pictrographs I cave in meandering, you conyon trails of scented treasure...lines that rolls in Natural weaving, the rise in skin of love, conceiving
what is rush when flow is following sighsuch a wonderous and delicious poem
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So, I went to look at the image for the contest, then came back here to reread your poem. I think you 've written a classic. One line after the other drew me into a different world ("let me be your easing"....omg) and by the end of the poem, I was captivated completely. Regardless of the outcome of the contest, in my opinion this is timeless and absolutely worth reading over and over again. Love, Lane
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Another Perfect TEN
This is absolutely beautiful. Imagery is captivating, metaphor is meaningful and accessible. You show again how you excel in so many aspects of poetry writing. You have depth of thought, emotion, simplicity, exquisite rhythm, and lyrical use of language. Yet, all of these techniques are so perfectly balanced and subtly used that your poem(s) never come across as a "technical" piece. It just swallows up the reader in it's beauty and message.
I love to read poetry like that. It can only be analysed after reading the entire thing because the first time through you are just so immersed in the experience of the poem. That is great poetry and this is a great poem!
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Oh my this is just brilliant! It has the flow of a true master and reads like a treasured peice that should be studied by all school children.
Such stunning metaphors that I can only dream of writing!
Your punctuation also made this read so beautifully and anyone who says puctuation doesn't matter is nuts!
All the best with this. I am in awe once again.
Gaylene
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