Eileen Manassian Poet Sonnet

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Colorfication- Not For Contest

I look and see your sapphire eyes ablaze
Their calm belied by flecks of amber flame
You hold me fast in passion’s ardent gaze
I dip in charcoaled irises untame

The ivory moon pulls olive curtained lace
Her beams then rest on crimson evening gown
I see desire’s play upon your face
And so you gently pull the fabric down

On scented lilac sheets you make me lie
In time you drink the dew of fuchsia rose
And as we intertwine, you hear me sigh
The pleasure of your love no other knows

A coral glow the silver night now burns
And yet our love for sweet expression yearns

Eileen Manassian

PS...it helps to read directions. Romanticism or Free Verse form. My bad, Silent One.

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Richard Lamoureux June 9, 2016 at 10:13 AM I enjoyed reading this one again. That is quite the picture! Hugs Rick.

Charmaine Chircop March 19, 2016 at 11:07 AM Such a beautiful sonnet Eileen, full of passion. Love the semi-abstract art added as well.

Richard Lamoureux March 13, 2016 at 9:11 AM This is ooh la la perfection Eileen. Also wow on the picture! Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:42 PM :) Thank you, Richard. Your praise means a great deal to me. Hugs

Lin Lane March 13, 2016 at 8:43 AM It's LOVERly, Eileen. Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:42 PM Oh...smart play on yours, Lin. Thank you, dear. Hugs

Laura Breidenthal March 13, 2016 at 12:29 AM Your language is as colorful as the photo you chose, and just as gorgeous. I like "I dip in charcoaled irises untame", and "Their calm belied by flecks of amber flame" in particular. Beautifully done! Always, Laura Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:43 PM Thank you for enjoying this piece, Laura. I appreciate your insightful comments.

Andrea Dietrich March 12, 2016 at 8:47 PM This is still romanticism, Eileen. AND DARN GOOD. Enter it in the contest, thanks for your gushing over my poem. I really love this one too. Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:44 PM It needed to be gushed over. It was that good. :) I will wait till the next contest to join. Thanks for the post, dear.

Charlie Smith March 12, 2016 at 7:00 PM Great write. You won my contest... Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:47 PM Awwwwww.....that's sweet, Charlie. It gave me a boost. Thanks

Ilene Bauer March 12, 2016 at 6:31 PM just gorgeous, eileen! no one can write these poems of passion as well as you can! Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:50 PM You honor me with your words, Ilene. Thank you, dear. I'm a dreamer....and a hopeless romantic. I'll be that way till the day I die. No changing me. :) Hugs

Tom Quigley March 12, 2016 at 5:28 PM Steamy! Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:56 PM Well, I try! :) Thank you.

Daniel Turner March 12, 2016 at 5:04 PM Wow! That's pretty intense. Super write! I'll have to file this one for safe keeping. Peace my dear and Thanks:) Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 12:57 PM Glad you liked it, Daniel. I surely appreciate the visits. I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been sick and grumpy. I've had family over to visit today. Have an exam to prepare for tomorrow. I'll be around when I have more time. hugs