moving in a trance
I gaze down
catch his eyes dancing
3/10/14
11/10/14
the scent
of fresh peaches
I succumb
***
their flesh
yields to my touch
ripe peaches
***
I watch
his long fingers
caressing a cat
***
he is leaving
the sun
shines on his hair
14/10/14
thoughts of you
my breasts
thrust forward
16/10/14
the phoenix
rises fiery hot
and I melt
in proximity —
so our lust renews
23/10/14
the naked poet
revealed within these
pages —
oh, open the book!
eager fingers
unwrapping her cover
24/10/14
alone
with memory and wish
I imagine
29/10/14
These are spectacular, Rosemary. I love "open the book" and the "naked poet" revealed within the pages. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteIt seems to me a bit ironic to start writing these now that I'm singe and celibate. Must be my form of sublimation!
Have now added the image to that and a couple of others. LOL
DeleteLush and lust, love the verses ~
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace. A great compliment coming from you!
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