Jared Pickett Poet Free verse

Feverish****asavvy1

Passionately we kiss.
True romance,
I scroll,
softly kiss the collarbone.
Grab my lance!
lets dance,
on sheets of satin,
moan for me in Latin.
We both knew this would happen.

I feel you yearning,
body churning.
I'm learning,
your hot spots.
Burning,
feverish, 
my swager 
tied in love knots.
Palms a little sweaty,
bug-eyed by 
your back-shot..

For months we have been ducking each other, 
friendly exchanges, flirtatious winks, 
and booty slapping 
in passing.
Masking, 
our true feelings,
lasting impressions, left silent
in our daily dealings.
Evolved finally into
sexual healing..

Dripping,
sweat soaked,
provoked,
under my yoke,

I stroke.....


Jared Pickett
1/19/2010
Asavvy1

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Nicole Sharon Brown January 22, 2010 at 4:51 AM Steamy write, oh so sizzling!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 20, 2010 at 7:21 PM RE your comments on Tragedy.. I know its not HIS fault .. wrote from their perspective ... do they know its Mother Nature or do they blame HIM for this tragedy or what??? appreciate u stirring me up as always... hope all my comments were apropos on all the poetry read today... hope your friends feel welcome now... and please don't let months go by before U respond... Sweetheart gets lonely for ASavvy 1.. ya here me? and Yes.. I feel u... in reference to yur other comment question... "Sweetheart"

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 20, 2010 at 1:25 PM Read all u posted so far for your friends and fellow poets ... more more more is all I can say right now... they are excellent poems and certainly worth sharing... interesting to find out that guys want romantic perfection just like the ladies... lets have more to read Mr. J.... OK?? luv to u.. "Sweetheart"

Marty Owens January 20, 2010 at 6:33 AM WOW!!! So hot that my eyeballs got scorched!!! Love this write...EMMMMMM!!! Marty

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 20, 2010 at 6:03 AM YES YES YEs.. your "fever" and fervor are both showing in this "hottie"... glad u can express so emotionally.. my "affair" is exactly going the way Reflection Remnants was written .. did not mean it to be depressing.. but a reality check instead.. especially to me... u know how woman like to be involved in their fantasy dreams... don't u? "Sweetheart" with luv..

Brian Strand January 20, 2010 at 12:36 AM A talented write in this genre JP.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments.

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 19, 2010 at 3:27 PM Well, Jared. That is NOT a Chastushka! LOL But it is shall I say, A HOT! HOT!!! poem. Keep the pen flowing and thank you for reading my work. Smiles, Dane Ann

James Peranteau January 19, 2010 at 12:59 PM Jared,...dang dude ! Awesome poetry mine poetic friend ! Dang !!!!!!!!! james