Caramel spurs wanting to lick every inch of you
Riding on silk mane, altering nature’s will
Manipulative origins of control
Dare not keep them to yourself
(Your hands are what I desire)
Those mirrors of torment
Not being able to turn away
Them never shattering
They only shatter my train of thought
(Your eyes are a reflective stronghold, I look deep and see my eyes in yours, and thus I only see you)
Galloping steady, strongly stimulating
A smile like a hot knife to butter, melting life itself
Legs like plains of rose petals, yet like vines
Soft and sensual, yet intertwining, wrapped around my very being
Sensually savoring, I silently sleep
Dreaming of you, my cow girl, my queen
Author notes
Inspired by Photo Prompt: 10
In a list
A contest entry
- Au "Sensuale"... Adults only by perfectsunset.
750 points, ended May 4, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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i like it,
very nice job
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very nice.
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This was gorgeously crafted.
Loved the vibrance, imagery,
depth & sensuality you provided
here.
Excellent take on the picture.
Thanks for entering & best of luck
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haha...very nice
Sensual piece!
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