Open Poetry #48 |
Under a nights tale |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
They met under a nights tale Her shy skirt used to pass through the cars of the falling shadows against the bluffs of the sea She had a small part of her breast against the backwood of his hands bristles of hair on his knuckles Where the sun said shy spells of a tale of light where the gift of a woman's skin can be seen, her thighs, slightly off the rise of the sun with the covers still slightly turned over on her right side so a shadow slightly peeked in With his arms touching her hair she breathed roses into his mouth until he could see the shower running with her hair, damp watching her as if it was the first time they saw one another on the street corner of Mulberry, twenty years ago. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I love how you drape your words, the shadow light is succulent, seductive, sexy and so tastefully done. Beautiful poem, Tomer~ |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Blues- Thank you for the compliments...I'm hapy you enjoyed. Hope you're well. Cheers Tomer |
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