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Squirm



There’s fire in your eyes
there’s flames in your hips
your words no longer rock me
sparks fly from your fingertips

You can pick the magic moment
to cast your loving spell
it delves so deep in the darkness
and it feels so much like hell

You laugh in a snicker
as your lips curl for everyone
and you cry just like a baby
as you love in the setting sun

Ocean waves lap your legs
in a serge that is hard and firm
and it makes you wonder what your doing
as you lose your mind and squirm




Author notes

"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned,"

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  • NurseChilly gold member
    February 28

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    I'm not a fan of end-line rhyme poetry, usually it makes me want to stick pins in my eyes... lolol
    but you managed to keep me from doing this with your write.
    although, i do feel for the subject matter, that free verse would lend itself better to this kind of subject, so the topic matter doesn't get stuck in that sing-song mannerism that end-line rhyme tends to lend itself to - only my thoughts of course
    many thanks for entering the contest
    G.x


  • Riftkin gold member
    January 27
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    oh my, your words have a strong impact on the reader darling. Glad we are happy together.

    Joann