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Massage Memories – A Dream
Massage Girl Memories – Dream
Burgundy wine light bathes her face
With her lips in baroque pout
Of Renoir passion promise
Framed in dark hair
With champagne sparkle eyes
On a night of naked beauty
When my choice is her
Among the huddled nymphs
And though she be sister
To my heavenly Geisha of rub
From my nights in white satin
Her gaze turns inward
Into the blossom of her youth
Where her secrets hide
Like sunken lemon twists
In her screw driven tears
Burgundy wine light bathes her face
With her lips in baroque pout
Of Renoir passion promise
Framed in dark hair
With champagne sparkle eyes
On a night of naked beauty
When my choice is her
Among the huddled nymphs
And though she be sister
To my heavenly Geisha of rub
From my nights in white satin
Her gaze turns inward
Into the blossom of her youth
Where her secrets hide
Like sunken lemon twists
In her screw driven tears
Published 6th Jan 2017
| Edited 7th Jan 2017
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12th Jan 2017 6:24am
12th Jan 2017 6:24am
14th Jan 2017 00:35am
FS much gratitude. This poem was based on a dream I had a few nights ago. The dream had an ambience which enthralled me. Glad I could convey some of that to you the reader.
John
John
