Open Poetry #47 |
Heartsleeve Sighed |
Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Afloat on the sea of her abandon sated to her contented core The smolder in her eyes cooled to a smoky haze She sighs a silky pleasured purr as she stretches out into delicious drowsy drifting… When his wanting touch rekindled her skin again. LGR©2/18/11 |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
made her toes curl, did he? hot, hot, hot! love this one, Lori! There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah yes, those wanting touches. This poem is wantonly done. In the 60's, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Faith and Jerry - thanks for stopping by! Always good to hear from you two. Lori |
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Spiros Zafiris Senior Member
since 2002-10-20
Posts 982Canada |
..very nice.. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
It was like watching a kitten on a raft, turning decidedly into a feline panther... just waiting to pounce Enjoyed the images |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Spiros thank you |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Sunshine I appreciate your commentary! |
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