James Inman Poet Sonnet

Hot Summer Sweat

No lines mark her bronze skin
as she lies in the sun,
bikini top     undone.
Small drops of sweat begin
to form salty rills, in
sultry air they glisten.

Deep sighs through crusted lips,
hand on top, will it stay?
A quick glance, it's okay.
Reaching she rolls her hips,
and from gripped cup she sips,
another     long     hot     day.

Languidly she hopes she'll
increase her sex appeal.


08/17/15

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Andrea Dietrich September 10, 2015 at 9:43 PM Hey, why you say you don't like sonnets. this is not a traditional one, but I sure like it a LOT. Nice sensuous writing!

Kp Nunez August 22, 2015 at 11:46 AM James, this is subtly sexy. Title just right for the subject. hugs James Inman August 22, 2015 at 2:14 PM Thanks Kim, the meter is still not quite right, but it is what it is.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser August 19, 2015 at 7:31 AM James sassy sultry imager here.. =")~Olive Eloisa James Inman August 19, 2015 at 12:14 PM Thank you, Olive. Always a pleasure to have a visit from you.

Constance La France August 17, 2015 at 6:29 PM James, sexy write for the contest and thanks for visiting my weeping poem