My eyes open to rainfall outside the window
I see you opening it last night and turning
to let down your gown to me before
you climb in bed to let me take you.
The rain must have seen the passion shared
because it varies in intensity the way we played
the instruments of our mouths across our skin.
In the lull I look upon your form above the blankets.
I think of the way your breasts are like raindrops
and now all I know is that I thirst aching once more
to touch you in wave after wave of rainfall.
Raging then settling across the pool of your body
sinking slowly into you, tender and warm
and always falling, falling in love with you.
In a list
A contest entry
- & i've forgotten how to breathe again. by Immortal Obscurity.
800 points, ended July 12, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is lovely, and the first entry I've read in a long time that doesn't cross the line between sensual and smutty, I adore the imagery and sentiment that comes across here... Thanks for your entry
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four days without anything and this is my first piece I get to read
exquisite,
of a beautiful love.... sensually erotic.... good luck in the contest
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