Fiercely Trembled Quiver

'Twas a mystifying shiver,
made her insides quivery liquid
a flight of fancy such as none other,
they were like two ships passing
midst a steamy night's rendezvous,
whenever the poetry of a drab life 
appears to be stagnant & oppressive, 
she reminisces an endearing epoch 
whence earth vehemently shook &
in the way he made every last nuance
of devoured flesh fiercely tremble to
the core of her reawakened existence
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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October 28, 2016 at 7:28 AM
There is nothing more exhilarating than a fiercely trembled quiver, I know because I felt one as I read your poem today. Beautifully crafted Paloma, so much love and desires flows through your words.
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October 28, 2016 at 11:55 AM
You're too sweet Chris! Thanks so much.
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October 28, 2016 at 3:47 AM
Wave that magic wand of yours Paloma, wave I see you waving!
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October 28, 2016 at 4:42 AM
Laughing here, this is what happens when one can't sleep! Waving at you Rick. :)
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