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Defrosting Ice

DEFROSTING ICE

temperatures soar behind closed
doors
red hot touches oozing from
pores

CHAMPAGNE BUCKET

she reaches across his body
taut
hand dips as seduction is
sought

ICE CUBES

a single block strategically
placed
defrost drips as muscles are
traced

© October 2013—Kim van Breda

passionsensualimagism

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Justin Bordner

October 22, 2014 at 8:27 PM

Such an extremely naughty technique of arousal Kim! Seductive improvising, I'm enamored by the thought of this ice upon my body. The erogeny of temperatures, this is memorable poetry Kim...J.A.B.

Kim Van Breda

October 23, 2014 at 2:57 AM

Well Mr. J.A.B. You went and found my 'defrosting ice'-- I'm flattered. Seductive improvising indeed :) Every now and then I go off on a tangent to write a.... ummmm... lets say "passionate" piece. This is acceptable on P/Soup.... I don't think my others would be. It's all creative expression I know, but when I want to 'say it like it is' I do-- may offend some. I have been practicing writing "Rictameters"-- two of which... "Release" and "Desire" are borderline.