Justin Bordner Poet Romanticism

Arrow Kiss

You are my soul's hinterland Huntress
methodical in seduction
beautiful in bashful entrapment,
capturing this man's mania for erotic offering
leading me into open fields of forbidden fantasy,

Disrobe my desire, denude my fire
that spires hot for you,
you are my naked rose
the tempt in my nose,
study me into your curious and craving eyes
steady my focus for inescapable caress,
take notes of my heart
make love to my every part,

You are my love Muse
the woman I choose
the pulse I use
a breath and skin
I savor to bemuse,
no other woman
shall shade and confuse
our loving views,
this face is yours
my tongue adores your shores
my Quill explores all your doors,
grab me needily
where the throb for your grip is thickest,
spread petals silken pinkest
lay wide your pleasure purest  -

J.A.B.

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Meg Anderson November 20, 2014 at 12:02 PM wonderful imagery. You kept me wanting to read more. I loved it! Justin Bordner November 20, 2014 at 12:19 PM There is a visual rhythm of raw romance coursing through this poem...two goals meet to create one success. I have much more for you Megan...J.A.B.

Jay Loveless October 1, 2014 at 10:12 AM Beautiful, sensuous. Everyline drips with seductive honey. Ambrosia to melt on lips. Breathless. Justin Bordner October 1, 2014 at 1:02 PM The ambrosia of a captured adoration, the sigh of seized lust, restless beauty Jay...J.A.B.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser October 1, 2014 at 1:58 AM definitely a perfect example of romanticism.. :D i love each line you sure can make the reader's heartbeat throb lil faster.. :) the rhyme adds to a harmonious dance in your words.. :D "disrobe my desire, denube my fire.. :D" this i like best from all.. :D Justin Bordner October 1, 2014 at 1:19 PM Yes Olive, each creature has a seductive power over the other, feeding eachother tender life. Throb like thunder wet and warm. J.A.B.

Andrea Dietrich September 30, 2014 at 8:13 PM Loved your story of the German Shepherd. Sorry I can't look for a poem of yours to read tonight. My time is very limited today. Next time for sure!! Justin Bordner September 30, 2014 at 8:57 PM Just read the feelings I put into you, that will be poetry in motion Andrea...J.A.B.

Paul Callus September 30, 2014 at 5:13 PM This time it's seduction with rhyme, Justin. Somewhat different to what I've been used to, but still expressive and captivating. Lovely and striking phrases throughout. Romanticism at its best. // paul Justin Bordner September 30, 2014 at 8:54 PM Romance hunting for hot and healing heart Paul. I just write the way I need to, to honor the pulse of our passion my friend. J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A September 30, 2014 at 9:45 AM Justin, I like how you bring justice to your pen, giving us more than words. I enjoy how you enjoy writing for whomever insures your moment. A muse, confused, loving views, --amazing... Always....Linda Justin Bordner September 30, 2014 at 2:15 PM The justice is in the knowledge of love become one, conjoined passion Linda. My moment, my life, our sublimity my Sphinx. No confusion, only soul fusion. J.A.B.

Charmaine Chircop September 30, 2014 at 8:57 AM My my,I love the sensuality in your verses.They bleed with so much passion.May your effervescent muse never leave your thought!Charma Justin Bordner September 30, 2014 at 8:48 PM Charma, my love Muse reddens my blood, resides in my starlit eyes, traverses my skin with a sweet scratch, and puts amazement in my vision, she is forever in me, with me. Your comment means so much to me, thank you for the warm visit Charma...J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker September 30, 2014 at 12:52 AM Justin, I have enjoyed this erotic poem. Such a sensual one... Verlena Justin Bordner September 30, 2014 at 8:32 PM Sensuality can greatly stimulate creativity Verlena. His devotion commands her sexual aggression. J.A.B.

Andrea Dietrich September 29, 2014 at 3:44 PM very sensuous writing, Justin. Fantastic imagery, especially at the end!! Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 4:47 PM Sensuous survival, hot rival of hunt she is Andrea...the end is just the begining of deep feeling. J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux September 29, 2014 at 8:29 AM Only one who has known true passion could write a piece like this. Each word brought emotions and memories flooding back to me. Fortunate for me I am still living my passionate days with the woman who is the completion of my soul. Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 1:15 PM Completion, to lack nothing that makes your love of God, self and life true , creative and passionate. Completion begins with trust and happiness of self, then sharing that gift with others, having others enrich those qualities that make you strong and sensitive. You and I are both fortunate Richard, creating beauty, strength and faith with the women we love. J.A.B.

Nette Onclaud September 29, 2014 at 6:33 AM she is the very breath that makes us alive; the words, our inner voice so finely embraced and given away to be relished, Justin... your muse enchants; enjoyed the symbolisms... wow!.. huggs Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 1:35 PM She enchants, hunts, sates ravenously on soul and body Nette...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal September 29, 2014 at 4:58 AM "study me into your curious and craving eyes steady my focus for inescapable caress," Tempting, tempting. Love...heehee. I find also that last line quite interesting. Pure pleasure, or is the pleasure pure? I really enjoy studying your work.. and there's a change of tone in your work as of late. We are ever-changing, but the wisdom of yours remains, your talented prose remains and blooms ever sweeter. I am captivated. Always, Laura Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 2:29 PM We captivate eachother Laura because we gravitae towards the same urgent need, passion and love unique to us, undiscovered before and after...yes, although I do not study the various forms of poetry I am diverse, and these recent poems reflect the spirit and form that is instinctive and necessary to justify my inspiration, type and category do not fit me. This style harkens to my poetic roots Laura, sensational visit! J.A.B. Laura Breidenthal September 29, 2014 at 5:01 AM Also, "take notes of my heart make love to my every part," - those are lovely lines.

Laura Breidenthal September 29, 2014 at 4:56 AM First of all, I love that first stanza. There's a beautiful humility in it... and I love that line "You are my soul's hinterland Huntress" -such alluring alliteration throughout, of which you are a master- no surprise there, Justin. But this piece is just huge... I love it! Favorited times a million. (: Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 2:10 PM A very astute observation Laura my deep minded Poetess. A must invite the hunt, follow the scent of perfect seduction...the huntress brave snd eager on a trail unknown. Both entice, both risk. Huge game rewards best. There is a Huntress in you dear Laura...thanks a million. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian September 29, 2014 at 12:52 AM I'm in my office, Justin. I'm just about ready to go and teach a grammar class, but oh....oh oh oh...what a way to get excited about language!!! I'm so glad I read this now. This glow will follow me all day. Your writing is magical. My favorite lines? "This face is yours, my tongue adores your shores, my Quill explores all your doors"....Oh, but the whole thing sings and sighs. I'm enamored...but this arrow found its way home! ;) Justin Bordner September 29, 2014 at 2:31 AM Mmmm.....your reaction is the action I adore. The arrow found the right heart! Glow Eileen, be incandescent with passionate pursuit for all you crave...I'm throbing proud by your earnest embrace of this poem's romantic rush. A man happily captured and Huntress satisfied. Thank you Eileen...J.A.B.