She moves in sultry undertones
fondles edges as she reads ...
her lips form sex in every word
the smile from her eye
says she knows I know ...
her fine neck-hair dances
in soft lights reflection
and I am given to hunger ...
need starts thumping
and I must listen;
statued to her being ...
my face begins to quiver
while breathing her voice
in quakes and tremors.
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ooooh la la, moonman! she's
ooooh la la, moonman! she's got you under your parchment skin. ;-)
"statued to her being"..... what a line! "She moves in sultry undertones
fondling the edges as she reads ..." what an opening line to your poem!
~A
Hi Anna ...
yes she does !
Seduction
beautifully described moonman,
"need starts thumping
and I must listen
statued to her being ..."
So subtle, so well put in poetry.
Love Ann.
Hello Ann ...
so glad you liked it ... hoping things are good for you,
and your window still holds magic ...
Richard
hello Richard
The only thing "wrong" with your poem is now you'll get the ladies started taunting us poor ol' guys lol.A good passionate write without being explicit................scribbler
Deal with it, Stan, deal with
Deal with it, Stan, deal with it!
Smile.
~A
Thank you Stan ...
and Anna, ya'll had this old man grinning
Hi Richard
Everyone's said it all, just to say I agree with them. Passionate and beautifully written.
Love Mand xxxxxx