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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Poetry was her best lover like no other he loved her without restraint She could be herself and explore, discovering secret pleasures and fantasies Naked above the covers he let her lie exposed as he slowly caressed her imagination making her flow with the sweet essence of her soul In waves of delirium flying free he let her be unfettered unashamed unworried of how to please or how to tease just simply to be a woman in a prelude to ecstacy Poetry was her best lover her escape from reality in clandestine intimacy he ravished her mind again and again for all he wanted was for her to come to experience to taste every pleasure he had to offer Her insatiable appetite he fed with firm truths that burst forth wisdom He fed her desire to reach supremacy He never betrayed or delayed in pleasing her in giving her just what she wanted in different ways and forms his creativity, endless Poetry was her best lover the only time in her day when she had her way and could be free to be the woman she was mean to be sensual and sultry, sexy and savory not having to hide behind the guise the veil of culture or religion or misconstrued sexism or alibis being demure and “sterile” when she was fertile laden with passion Poetry was her best lover he adored her for who she was and he gave and gave at times leading her in submission to his will taming her training her to live in the confines of his rules For perfection to be reached she had to follow his lead to the pinnacle of pleasure where all was in rhythmic union and rhyme the sublime tasted and lived then to descend to warm after glow basking in the satisfaction of a fruitful union for beauty has been conceived waiting for delivery a poem child Yes, Poetry was her best lover and she came looking for him begging him to take her again and again and again to transport her to heaven from hell to wet her lips with the taste of eternity... Poetry was her best lover and she had no need of another to help her discover her own entity…. None other But her best lover Poetry.... Eileen Manassian This is a repost of a poem I wrote some time ago. I felt the urge to repost it. I'm passionate about poetry.
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