The long stemmed rose you bought me
has found a new home...
My corset at the edge of the bed,
kisses your vest...and the Bach's prelude begins...
Our lips banter across the length of
our thirsty bodies, your tongue fumbles
then recovers and claims the moistened rose,
now scented with a new fragrance. Afterwards,
I glance at your languid form, willing myself
not to taste the rose blooming on your thigh.
Shauna
Three Word Wednesday
A sensual and image-laden feast..Jae
ReplyDeleteWow, love this! Especially how you used the word banter. And the images...wonderful!
ReplyDeleteOOOOOOO! Very erotic exotic! Great passion drama for the senses!
ReplyDeletehey jaeRose.
ReplyDeletepositive sensuality rules, gemma.
ReplyDeletewords can take amazing turns, LJ.
ReplyDeletelovely and sensuous,you can feel the longing and passion,
ReplyDeleteVery provocative piece.
ReplyDeleteExceedingly erotic, this one!
ReplyDeleteWell that was hot stuff, I need a shower. Subtle sensuality.
ReplyDeleteSheilagh: your words are sweet to my soul.
ReplyDeleteAngel: I hope so, Angel.
Kim: Mmmm....luv exceedingly erotic.
ReplyDeleteOldegg: oh my, adore your pen oldegg.
The vivid, visual metaphors are very well chosen. Erotic, but not dirty. I'm very happy with this poem.
ReplyDeleteM.A.S....and I'm happy you're happy. loving
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I love this. So beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBelly B :)
hey belly - will pop into your
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provocative, evocative, erotic. i'll never look at a rose the same...
ReplyDeletehey haikulovesongs, I was so impressed with
ReplyDeleteyour blog - TY for the visit.
This is pretty. And erotic in a gentle way.
ReplyDeleteJessica, TY. For me that is the appeal of erotica-
ReplyDeletethe gentleness.
I like the gentle sensual write...
ReplyDeleteTy, gentle Heaven. Your blog is a beauty.
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