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I Crave...
Contributed by
FleurdeSang
on
Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 09:24:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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The solemn night reeks of you and your irresistible fragrance of adoration,
My moon, my sweet mother, weeping such syrupy rain of desire,
Droplets of lust dancing across my brow,
As illusions undress themselves in front of the mirror...
Such tenderness, light as flour, in that word scarcely begun on thy lips,
My voracious hands ache for the infinite beauty of your skin,
The radiant melody of your provoked sighs...
What pleasurable agony, this yearning,
Torture, your pouting mouth, your luscious candy lips...
My teeth hunger for your tongue,
For everything that is you...
Between the entwined bodies, the kissed limbs,
The satiated fingertips, the face buried within a sea of curls,
The bitten mouth, the bedroom eyes,
I
F
e
l
l
.
.
.
further into you,
Descending deeper into the threshold of your essence,
Reborn… as the sun rose in your smile...
I am bathed lavishly with your rose kisses,
The whisper of your lips upon my flesh is enough to kill me,
But I have already forgotten,
That I’ve been dead since you glanced my way,
With your depthless eyes of blossoming eyelashes and cerulean passion ...
My heart sings a tremulous opera of hidden flowers and dark romance,
Breathing with extensive relish the alluring perfume of your love,
As your fingers caress a tale of bliss along the curves of my soul...
Copyright ©
FleurdeSang
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2005-08-30 21:24:25]
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Re: I Crave...
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by helzwar007 on
Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 09:42:39 PM AEST
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| wow its like this poem is about making passionate love... its like how i feel about my boyfriend.... wow... -sa-sa-b00ga-b00ga- |
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Re: I Crave...
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by pUnKa_RaCh on
Tuesday, 30th August 2005 @ 10:14:37 PM AEST
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wow....this was an amazing write!!!!
i am speechless....;) best I have read in a while...
so descriptive and conveyed with such passionate and beautiful expression...
you've captured your desire exceptionally well....i loved reading this poem...
well done, be proud! |
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Re: I Crave...
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by Nazmythian on
Wednesday, 31st August 2005 @ 12:33:02 AM AEST
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Exquisite Stephy, the lines that read " I Fell " are a unique and fabulous additive to the wole feel that you have here. I love this and confess I have been away from your words for far too long.
Nazzy ~ |
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Re: I Crave...
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 31st August 2005 @ 11:18:48 PM AEST
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A devine peice of writting gently based with
love and passion and your special touch of
pristine devinity and youthful innocence, a
work of art crafted by an artist of magnificent
caliber . . .
((((((((stephy))))))))
Ben |
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Re: I Crave...
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by SensitiveSoAbused on
Friday, 2nd September 2005 @ 06:02:34 PM AEST
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...Wowee...
My stomach dropped several stories
down a mineshaft to well water
upon reading this, and
my stomach is a pancake
Once again.
Such strong palabras bring to my mind, yes, as helzwar007 said, tantalizing and teasing images of passionate lovemaking, and who this anonymous man of great fortune is, he should surely be looked upon with great jealousy by every other man, nameless or
not, but not
by me.
Droplets of lust dancing across my brow,
As illusions undress themselves in front of the mirror...
What a lovely line. Illusory phantasms dance from their heels to their toes before my eyes, and my skin perspires at the thought.
The bitten mouth, the bedroom eyes,
I
F
e
l
l
.
.
.
further into you,
Descending deeper into the threshold of your essence,
Reborn… as the sun rose in your smile...
I absolutely LOVED the 'i fell' bit, and the 'bitten mouth and bedroom eyes' instilled a yearning of many forms within my inner core...
bedroom eyes... so beautiful, so sensual, flickering with the honeyglaze of sexual affection...
Another beautiful piece that leaves me with stars in my eyes and my chin pointing upwards...
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