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WHITE PASSION
Your words
Linger in my thoughts
Perversely intensified
By denial
Between my thighs
In secret…
Calls me darling, baby, hon
Sweet-thing, gorgeous, beautiful
I must have the value of fucking
Strange intimacy
In my pleasure world
So hard to be detached
Obey the law of enjoyment
Mmmmmmmm...sometimes
I wish I knew your smell
The taste of your lips
The physical love
So near to me mystically
I wonder if I knew your taste
Would it choke me with feelings
Happiness...sadness
Anxious to be under you
Above you
Words finally finished
Our eyes saying everything
So aroused
Crazed with lips, hands, arms, legs
Tangled like our clothing
Piled in a heap
We exchange souls
I have suffered for this
The distance
Dreams of yielding
The mask falls away
We are body, love, touch, caress, mouth
Finally a communion
Of our deep attachment
We drift…we flow
We flood one another
Into a world of sensation
Linger in my thoughts
Perversely intensified
By denial
Between my thighs
In secret…
Calls me darling, baby, hon
Sweet-thing, gorgeous, beautiful
I must have the value of fucking
Strange intimacy
In my pleasure world
So hard to be detached
Obey the law of enjoyment
Mmmmmmmm...sometimes
I wish I knew your smell
The taste of your lips
The physical love
So near to me mystically
I wonder if I knew your taste
Would it choke me with feelings
Happiness...sadness
Anxious to be under you
Above you
Words finally finished
Our eyes saying everything
So aroused
Crazed with lips, hands, arms, legs
Tangled like our clothing
Piled in a heap
We exchange souls
I have suffered for this
The distance
Dreams of yielding
The mask falls away
We are body, love, touch, caress, mouth
Finally a communion
Of our deep attachment
We drift…we flow
We flood one another
Into a world of sensation
Published 27th Oct 2011
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Anonymous
27th Oct 2011 9:21pm
Hi Passionatepoet. I liked this, I like the short, staccato lines, the imagery and the sentiments. It reads to me to like an online entanglement and indeed it begins 'your words....'.
I think it's important to remember when publishing, that the heat of the sentiment discussed is often lost on a random reader. Your 'intended' will surely find this hot - but should anyone else? You seem to flirt with the (universally appropriate) conceit of the white page/white sheet/white heat coincidence but you don't work it through. I think the more universal the poem is, the stronger it's possible impact to any PARTICULAR addressee. Just my two cents. Thanks for sharing this. R.
I think it's important to remember when publishing, that the heat of the sentiment discussed is often lost on a random reader. Your 'intended' will surely find this hot - but should anyone else? You seem to flirt with the (universally appropriate) conceit of the white page/white sheet/white heat coincidence but you don't work it through. I think the more universal the poem is, the stronger it's possible impact to any PARTICULAR addressee. Just my two cents. Thanks for sharing this. R.
28th Oct 2011 00:16am
28th Oct 2011 00:16am
da passionate kiss
dat 1st stroke of bliss
da skills of a conilinguist
da tongue n Love's abyss
da aroma of sexual mist
da xxxperience of tru & pure erogenous....;)
dat 1st stroke of bliss
da skills of a conilinguist
da tongue n Love's abyss
da aroma of sexual mist
da xxxperience of tru & pure erogenous....;)
28th Oct 2011 00:35am
Thanks for the comment...more like part of a song...you do have a way with letters and words...lol
28th Oct 2011 00:43am
