Open Poetry #11 |
Behind the Curtain of Her Smile |
Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
She moved like a feather in the wind < !signature-->her grace intoxicated him her hair illuminated spun gold fluttering like a butterfly in the breeze the hem of her lace skirt beckoned waltzing upon the stage of his eyes she played him like the fluting winds he could feel her tantalizing him teasing like leaves upon a weeping willow inviting behind the curtain of her smile she let him undress her like Gypsy Rose Lee only the fragrance of roses lingered in her heart she was completely bare except the fragrance of roses in her hair A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) [This message has been edited by Victoria (edited 12-03-2000).] |
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Elizabeth
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Very descriptive, Victoria. Sometimes it seems that our hearts are always bare... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
she let him undress her like gypsy rose lee nice.....very niceeee ~~smiles ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Victoria~ Being a Gypsy Rose Lee fan - this one intrigued me. Delightfully sensual render. Greatly enjoyed ~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
sometimes, we need to be that way. . . wonderful. . . ------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
this is beautiful.....*S* "She moved like a feather in the wind her grace intoxicated him" loved this especially.... Greeneyes "Within you I lose myself Without you I find myself Wanting to be lost again." -Unknown |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I have been intoxicated by this grace...ha..and I long for each new opportunity...James |
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Wishmaster Junior Member
since 2000-12-03
Posts 24Luton, Bedfordshire, England |
"waltzing upon the stage of his eyes she played him like the fluting winds" This woman knows her art extremely well indeed, she knows exactly how to lure this man, this object of her determination into a place where he cannot escape. Fine poetry. Wishmaster. ~ You cannot be what you want to be if you do not know who you are ~ |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Elizabeth..thank you for taking time to read ..glad you liked.. Wynter..thank you for peeking in Wynter. Marge..Hopefully most of us know who she is haa..some of the young ones im not sure.. sven..thank you sven..so glad you enjoyed Greeneyes..thank you ..nice to hear from you.. James..yes i am sure you do James ha.. Wishmaster..welcome to passions and so pleased you enjoyed.. A poem is never finished, only abandoned. - Paul Valery (1871-1945) |
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