Sultry eyes, full red lips
hand tucked beneath a half smile
she invited a conversation about things
of the night;
breezes off the ocean
flickering candles; and music that
had come from Africa with people
we never knew
but who touch us in ways we do not know
and i wondered why
soft brown skin, and dark eyes
made my night so much more beautiful
but i closed my eyes, listened to brushes on a drum
a horn that moaned softly, and strings singing
when barely touched
...and did not ask again.
In a list
A contest entry
- short and to the point by Melissa Gayle.
500 points, ended December 20, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is true short and to the point.Very well written your word usage is good and the flow is right on.Should have won a trophy.
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*sigh*
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Ah what a warm and with a lovely bit of sensuality poem you have here.
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I really enjoyed reading this and felt drawn into the mood.
Very beautiful.
Loved the ending..well done
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OH GASP! Such an array soft wanderings. The skin, the eyes, the lips, the night, and especially the music... it just makes this such an appealing experience. There are some moments, gifts really, that are not meant to be analyzed, just enjoyed. I'm glad for the conclusion.
Love this!
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I love, love, love this.
It is sensual and sweet, it is loving and totally engulfing.
Just wonderful.
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