Vibration's fingers traverse my lay lines
perceiving your hills, valleys and peaks
the roar of your engine, the curse of your pulse
as your toes curl in the sand
Thirsty eyes quickening pursuit
halt my escape quest
grow vines round my legs
Your aroma is sweet
but your presence is poison
Your promises aqua
reality heinous
Sun king of the shores
with numerous conquests
your fruit is exquisite
but I've tasted your juice
My Oneself is key
and the portal to life
is unheard of delight
Thus I shall fly and you will crave
the willow the wisp
whose back you watch
whose presence leaves
My captor becomes the snared
A contest entry
- Temptation, with prompting. by BeachBum1.
1200 points, ended July 8, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Hood-Wink!
Oh my
What a stunning piece; the flow locked me in and I found my mind wandering to different parallels of the poem ... just gorgeous
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
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i think this is very erotic G, im glad you have shared this nature within you...pete
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wow loved it.
I see what you did here you have described the object of desire as the forbidden fruit tree. I loved the line 'grow vines around me legs'. Reading it I can see you used the prompt well thank you for entering! good luck
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This is both fun and intriguing to read! Wonderful images and lovely words. A great take on the prompt. Good luck! Lita
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Oh Georgia
This is very good..... I love that the tables are so neatly turned.... well done indeed darling! xx Deb ps - hope you are good Scootch! x
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