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SEX ON A CLOUD

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Below is the poem entitled SEX ON A CLOUD which was written by poet Victoria Anderson-Throop. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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SEX ON A CLOUD

                                                          SEX ON A CLOUD

                                                            (HER STORY)
                                                      She grabbed his voice
                                                     Through conference din
                                                     Sought to win his gaze--
                                              But crowds of gabbers tottered in...

                                        He missed the sexy nod she sent his way--
                                      Distracted by a phone call--
                                                               faded from his day.

                                                         But oh his face....
                                                      Would not be gone....
                                                                 wild
                                                      bony visage--home
                                                          of passion's eyes--
                                                       Fate teased in him
                                                           her Paradise--

                                                           Upward Man
                                                   Brash Upward Plans--
                                             Such a heart must be attached--

                                                       Her stubborn mind
                                                    holds fast to dreams,
                                                         bows to Fate--
                                                   but loathe to schemes....

                                                   She stalked his dreams
                                                       The night is theirs
                                                          Palm to Palm--
                                                    All answered Prayers.

                                                            Eyes exult
                                                      Besieged by bliss--
                                                     becalmed by thoughts
                                                          of moonlit kiss

                                                       she Owns his Face
                                                 sweet charmed caressing
                                                     that leaves no trace
                                                       but silent blessing

                                                              (HIS STORY)
                                                           Over a shoulder
                                                             behind a pole
                                                            he saw a face
                                                     that grabbed his soul
                                                           wild hair so red
                                                       his heart caught fire
                                                          hands of grace
                                                      could capture choirs

                                                          Laugh of bells
                                                       tolled 'cross the hall
                                                       he moved toward her, 
                                                           then had a call--
                                          stepped out in search of quiet space,
                                                           cut short his call--
                                                          yet lost her face.

                                                           She was gone...
                                                            Another man?
                                                            Abysmal sight....
                                                            a f_cking awful
                                                           maddening plight.

                                                         He's lost his chance,
                                                          in town
                                                                      One Night.

                                                         Her essence brands,
                                                         Flays bare his heart--

                                                          But business tugs him
                                                                   Worlds...
                                                                     Seas apart--

                                                                 Mellifluous--
                                                            tho hard to place--
                                                   She's the tune he can't erase.
                                                               
                                                              a love so fierce
                                                              
                                                           Each night they tryst,
                                                            shake clouds above
                                                    grant them every lover's wish
                                                       
                                                              She nuzzles love
                                                            and slips o-er him--
                                                           encased and blessed
                                                              in  Passion's Glove.

V. Anderson-Throop
Sept 2013

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  1. Date: 9/22/2013 3:53:00 PM

    love this, Vic - very clever shape poem too. Sorry I've been so long responding - will Soup mail tonight after I've caught up on comments x

    Anderson-Throop Avatar Victoria Anderson-Throop Date: 9/27/2013 6:16:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    tell me Jack if this is how a man would think....that always concerns me...(can only be an observer, but hope that I can say the write words...!) will get back to our short story soon finally have my courses set up and going.
  1. Date: 9/18/2013 12:47:00 AM

    You have penned nice expressions in this free verse, Victoria

    Anderson-Throop Avatar Victoria Anderson-Throop Date: 9/27/2013 6:17:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thanks for reading and giving your comments...always good to hear from both sexes! V
  1. Date: 9/17/2013 4:29:00 PM

    Form and substance- great!

    Anderson-Throop Avatar Victoria Anderson-Throop Date: 9/27/2013 6:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thanks...although I was hoping for some more definite words as how a \MAN thinks...is this true to your sex? V
  1. Date: 9/17/2013 3:02:00 PM

    MY DEAR!!! I must say...this is one amazing write! Wow! Very nicely worded.... :) Smiles all around!

    Anderson-Throop Avatar Victoria Anderson-Throop Date: 9/27/2013 6:13:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Eileen, Thanks for taking the time to comment. Your words touch me....thanks ....V