Driven to the point of tears
the ecstasy felt within
Lust I’ve waited years to share
the pleasure of my sin
A gentle thrust a poignant draw
I feel in raptures arms
Delightful is my inner urge
to take in all his charms
And sense the wash of years of pain
clinching both my fists
I feel heaven between my thighs
on earth it does exist
Lo the trembling of my heart
divinity now mine
So blissful is this mortal deed
to leave one so incline
To wait there for my punishment
for wanton acts I’ve done
I stretch my skin of ashen white
to rest here in the sun
I let the wistful breeze blow through
both hands upon my hips
Then beg my lover’s mouth to touch
the need on both my lips
the ecstasy felt within
Lust I’ve waited years to share
the pleasure of my sin
A gentle thrust a poignant draw
I feel in raptures arms
Delightful is my inner urge
to take in all his charms
And sense the wash of years of pain
clinching both my fists
I feel heaven between my thighs
on earth it does exist
Lo the trembling of my heart
divinity now mine
So blissful is this mortal deed
to leave one so incline
To wait there for my punishment
for wanton acts I’ve done
I stretch my skin of ashen white
to rest here in the sun
I let the wistful breeze blow through
both hands upon my hips
Then beg my lover’s mouth to touch
the need on both my lips
Author notes
The image is of Bernini's famous (and controversial) sculpture:
"The Ecstasy of St Teresa". Here is the quote that fell from Teresa's lips:
"...his great golden spear...filled with fire...
plunged into me several times...penetrated to my entrails
...a sweetness so extreme that one could not possibly wish it to stop."
A contest entry
- The Divine Face of Ecstasy...Semi-Quick quote/image prompt by Blue Rew.
1350 points, ended November 5, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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What a glowing array of words to bring tantalizing imagery!
I felt this one all the way through and the rhyme here seemed
to belong unquestionably. I liked the interplay of warm, cold
and the corresponding shades in stanza five. Blue
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Wow
So beautiful
So much desier with in one piece
Reminds me of some of the things i write of
Beautiful write

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Pretty hot stuff, this Teresa; bet she Baroque a few hearts. As for Bernini, I'd say your poetry and his sculpture are both marked by inspired talent. Well done. -The Manatee


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And like Teresa, I would not want my lover's golden spear that is filled with the hottest fire that can fill me with pure wanton fantasies to ever stop. (oops did I just say that) Well honey, now you know what you are in for.
All my love for you my husband, my pirate king, my lover and my best friend.
Joann






