Open Poetry #38 |
Shaken and Stirred |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Spill the warmth of my breath upon the delicate ear....enticing....exciting.... Inviting...and more. For as the hour escapes and tugs the wandering moon...I softly sleep amongst the daisies that dance at dawn’s feast of the night. And as the moon’s dust falls lightly to earth....I shall smile...awakening in fleeting flitters of soft sensual slumber...whispering as passion’s flicker dances into the air and falls delicately to earth...enwrapped in the wonder of she who moves me, stirs my lust and boils the blood of my waking soul...again.... again... |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Endlessly romantic. I like this very much. |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
This is beauty - it sings to me. aziza |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Oh Barry! Sigh... again and again... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
nice daisy imagery |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
For as the hour escapes and tugs the wandering moon...I softly sleep amongst the daisies that dance at dawn’s feast of the night. I wish so, I could write this lovely, maybe someday? Positive and robust, yet soft, but clear... such beautiful imagry.... thank you for sharing |
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