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Invitation

At last freed from your siren call, from the tender recesses of your flesh I thought to find your soul... O, bitter irony How you mocked me leeringly, darting tongue curling lasciviously round the corners of your moist red lips...

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Quoth Theraven

Date: 3/24/2020 10:34:00 AM

Gershon, This is delicious imagery and irony at it's finest. -Richard

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/24/2020 3:25:00 PM

Gosh, thanks for the endorsement, Richard. Stay safe and healthy! Cheers, Gershon

Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/23/2020 10:54:00 AM

Liked this one, Gershon.....very thought provoking verse Panagiota xx

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/23/2020 7:37:00 PM

Thanks for the encouragement, Panagiota, and glad this one works for you. Best wishes and stay healthy! ~ Gershon

M. L. Kiser

Date: 3/23/2020 6:24:00 AM

Clever pen.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/23/2020 7:36:00 PM

Thank you so much, M.L. Peace, Gershon

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 3/23/2020 4:00:00 AM

I love this Gershon! Women seem to have such power over men and there in lies their strength. xxoo

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/23/2020 7:33:00 PM

Yeah, we men are weaklings when in the presence of a beautiful woman. It was ever aye. :) Gershon

Caycay Jennings

Date: 3/23/2020 1:52:00 AM

You went deep. This profound write gave me quite a think. You did good! Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/23/2020 7:32:00 PM

I went deep; Mrs. Obama went to sleep. (Take-off on her 'He goes low; we go high). Thank you for your kind assessment of this one, CayCay. Peace, Gershon