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My velvet brush

My velvet brush dips deep and lingers there
in the warm inkwell of your endless desire
the ink of passion flows for me tonight
so I may show you how It feels my muse
to be so truly needed by an ardent lover

I hunger to write poems of love's power
upon the warm supple parchment of your skin
secret words that only you can comprehend
till my brush runs dry and I return to dip again
in ink made by god for the calligraphy of desire

Written by Photosynthesis

(Tlazolteotl)

Published 14th Dec 2016

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Re. My velvet brush

ultimatesubliminal

14th Dec 2016 8:07am

Simple plain description of the innate urge. Nice and fluffy piece.

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Re. My velvet brush

Poetryman

15th Dec 2016 12:40pm

For the love of the muse, a passionately written description of inspiration flowing through the poet to the page! I very much enjoyed and appreciate the respect you give o your muse!
It is a healthy method of expression to praise the muse and sometimes scold the one that hides when needed most. I've written many times to my muse. If you are interested in this particular subject, here is a list of mine...

Intoxicating Ink
Pouring Rain
the Muse and the Mate
Seducing the Muse
Taste the Poetry Within My Rhyme
Where is my Muse?
The Price of Poetry
Nobody Becomes An Artist
Poet No More
Crumbs in the Cookie Jar
Shielded Beneath Your Tapestry
burning desire
Metaphorically Inking
Paint Me With Your Artistry

Thanks for your stimulating verse... Keep on writing from the heart!
JJ