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Resting
She'll rest upon her belly, sleeping deep,
And will not hear the creaking of the door;
Or the soft tread of footsteps; let him creep
Across the room in darkness to assure
His pet that she belongs to one who'll use
Her well, although she may be lost in dreams;
He'll press his case again and won't excuse
Resistance, though it's token and it seems
That she has left a note by her bedside
To let him know that she is his to take;
And she is bare for him - he can decide
How he'll enjoy her body; let him make
Her sleeping form accommodate the zest
With which he'll fuck her when she is at rest.
And will not hear the creaking of the door;
Or the soft tread of footsteps; let him creep
Across the room in darkness to assure
His pet that she belongs to one who'll use
Her well, although she may be lost in dreams;
He'll press his case again and won't excuse
Resistance, though it's token and it seems
That she has left a note by her bedside
To let him know that she is his to take;
And she is bare for him - he can decide
How he'll enjoy her body; let him make
Her sleeping form accommodate the zest
With which he'll fuck her when she is at rest.
Published 18th Nov 2014
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SO, it was your poetry style and concise writing that made me rethink the way I wrote when I started getting back into poetry 2 years ago, the way you take a simple image or a moment and deliberately give the reader only part of the story, allowing them to use their own imagination to fill in the gaps.
This is what poetry's about and I think so many poets fall in the trap when writing erotica, going into every minute detail about the whole act of sex, from foreplay, to getting naked and screwing, then the climax.
I think this is a classy piece of writing, the rhyming scheme makes the lines flow effortlessly when read aloud and barely noticeable until the very last two lines.
It's great to see your poetry and calibre of erotica painted on the walls of DU.
This is what poetry's about and I think so many poets fall in the trap when writing erotica, going into every minute detail about the whole act of sex, from foreplay, to getting naked and screwing, then the climax.
I think this is a classy piece of writing, the rhyming scheme makes the lines flow effortlessly when read aloud and barely noticeable until the very last two lines.
It's great to see your poetry and calibre of erotica painted on the walls of DU.
21st Nov 2014 4:22pm
The envoy to a sonnet is always hard to get right and can so often lack the punch it needs. Thank you for your kind comments. S.O.
