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Silhouette Challenge
I open my eyes
And hues of red slowly
Come into my vision
And reach my retinas
Sending signals to my brain
That you, my dear, want to play a little game...
It’s called the silhouette challenge
And the way that you’re teasing me
Only proves that you’re a savage..
Now you’ve got my full attention;
And if there is one thing that I should mention
My hands are jealous of what my eyes are doing
They just want to reach out and touch you
And give you what you’ve been missing
But for now I’ll sit and be a good girl
Because I know I’ll be rewarded if I listen...
Your body is embedded in my brain,
Every curve, every definition...
You skillfully kiss me
With every intention
Of getting me ready for what I know is coming
Call it intuition...
Small gasps of air
as you grab a fistful of my hair
And tug
Feeling the hardness of your body against me
Only means we’re about to make love
And baby I’m afraid I won’t last
Because the teasing has got me on one...
My equilibrium is off balance
But you prove me wrong yet again...
We fuck until our silhouettes disappears with the sun...
Now that’s a challenge....
- Poetic Gawdess
And hues of red slowly
Come into my vision
And reach my retinas
Sending signals to my brain
That you, my dear, want to play a little game...
It’s called the silhouette challenge
And the way that you’re teasing me
Only proves that you’re a savage..
Now you’ve got my full attention;
And if there is one thing that I should mention
My hands are jealous of what my eyes are doing
They just want to reach out and touch you
And give you what you’ve been missing
But for now I’ll sit and be a good girl
Because I know I’ll be rewarded if I listen...
Your body is embedded in my brain,
Every curve, every definition...
You skillfully kiss me
With every intention
Of getting me ready for what I know is coming
Call it intuition...
Small gasps of air
as you grab a fistful of my hair
And tug
Feeling the hardness of your body against me
Only means we’re about to make love
And baby I’m afraid I won’t last
Because the teasing has got me on one...
My equilibrium is off balance
But you prove me wrong yet again...
We fuck until our silhouettes disappears with the sun...
Now that’s a challenge....
- Poetic Gawdess
Published 1st Feb 2021
Author's Note
Disclaimer: I do not own the photo used for this poem, I take no credit of the photography. This piece was written in light of the new trend, “The Silhouette Challenge” trending on all social media platforms for your enjoyment. ;)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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1st Feb 2021 2:07pm
23rd Dec 2023 8:18am
Having seen a TikTok video clip, I appreciate this poem better. Favourite lines:
Your body is embedded in my brain,
Every curve, every definition...[how a memorable silhouette should be]
Feeling the hardness of your body against me
Only means we’re about to make love
Your body is embedded in my brain,
Every curve, every definition...[how a memorable silhouette should be]
Feeling the hardness of your body against me
Only means we’re about to make love
