My woman
The evening is cool
Dark
Moons float on pools
In the still water of your eyes
Red lips like raw
Flesh
Rise to anticipate
My kisses
Delicate
Is the slope of your neck
Your
Shoulders round like
Oranges, sweet honeysuckle
Pours from your skin
Crests
Firm, crimson, flaming,
Posses me
All my dreams
Were full of these pleasures
Now
I explore you
Down desert, pale, pink, flat until
A shallow well
Glints
Nector, just a tear drop
To savour
My ear rests
On your womb, underground
Springs
Sing through pathways
Of palaces to lay my seed
Then, oasis
Damp
Forest, I press my lips
On beauty
A contest entry
- Entice.......24 hr. Quickie by poet2angels.
700 points, ended February 2, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Erotica Contest by Reanna Eryn.
475 points, ended March 24, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I Wanna Kiss You All Over. by Poetryintheblood.
700 points, ended June 11, 17 entries
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What did you think
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Thank you for your entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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Goodness, this is incredibly sensual -
"My ear rests
On your womb, underground
Springs
Sing through pathways
Of palaces to lay my seed"
Earthy and so base for the wealth of a woman. Impressive penning. Very very pleased to see this piece acknowledged with a trophy. Well done. ~The Blue Lamp
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Beautiful, this is simply delicate!
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"Delicate
Is the slope of your neck
Your
Shoulders round like
Oranges, sweet honeysuckle
Pours from your skin
Crests
Firm, crimson, flaming..."
Isn't it beautiful! -
This is beautifully sensually and striking!
Leaves one with a sigh and does so with discreet references rather than crudeness which I love...
Congrats on a gorgeous entry!
Lynda
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Thanks so much for this comment. I enjoyed every moment of writing it, so I am glad you enjoyed reading it.
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