Your touch is my muse
It ignites the cold furnace
South of my ribbed navel
Your kiss fills my mouth
Sweetly delivering me the
Slickest decadence I’ve known
Undress me
With your hands
Redress me
With your eyes
I want to blow!
I need to flow…
And in your canoe
Excavate my cavernous ruins
That were left in dry rubble
Replenishing me with the
Only turbulent satisfaction
I could ever truly desire
Author notes
sensually erotic!!!
A contest entry
- The Erotic Quill Challenge - Round 1 by Corvus Corone.
1000 points, ended February 7, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank you for your entry and welcome to the Erotic Quill Challenge.
A gentle sensual piece with some rather fine imagery. The poetic flow is interrupted by some of the line breaks which is slightly distracting to the reader. However an excellent entry and we look forward to reading more of you.
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A lovely poem you've written here,
the imagery is just vivid, well done
All the best to you in the contest
thanks for your comment
Ken
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