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Pleasure and Pain

Your love is my fragrant rose
Intoxicating senses
Permeating everything
I’m heady with want

These thorns cut deep in my flesh
Your beauty comes with a price
I press it close to my heart…
Your pleasure and pain

For Dr Ram's Dodoitsu Contest
February 16, 2015

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Richard Lamoureux

February 16, 2015 at 10:29 PM

I predict a winner! hugs Rick!

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 10:31 PM

Really? I hope so! It was the last entry...I saw one spot open and I decided to write something real quick. Hope it does ok. How are you, Rick? I'm having my coffee and getting my fill of poetry before my day starts. I have classes from 8:00 to 12:00 back to back....then I have to rush home to cook for the family. It's going to be a busy day, but for now....POETRY. Hugs

David Meade

February 16, 2015 at 10:11 PM

Nicely done LO, I just want you to know that I have been dethorned . . . but I do bite a little!! Ha! Another fabulous write . . . 7

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 10:20 PM

YOU NAUGHTY MAN! ;) Pleasure an pain can be nice, David....a little biting is sweet. Ok...now I need to stop. Thanks for the visit. Hugs

Tim Smith

February 16, 2015 at 6:46 PM

It just goes to show the pain we will endure for love...hugs Tim

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 10:20 PM

Yes, Tim. There are limits though. If the relationship is abusive...then....it's got to go. Thanks for the visit.

Skat A

February 16, 2015 at 6:36 PM

You write beautifully, Eileen. SKAT

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 10:21 PM

What a lovely post from you, Skat. :) Thanks ever so much.

Jan Allison

February 16, 2015 at 3:19 PM

I can never understand why a beautiful rose has its sharp thorns - now I know:-) beautiful dodoitsu - good luck in the contest:-) Hugs Jan xxx 7 xxx

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 10:22 PM

Hey sweetie!!! Love having you here at my page. You bring me smiles and warm fuzzies. My day is brighter and sweeter. Thanks!

Emile Pinet

February 16, 2015 at 1:43 PM

This is a sensuous poem swirling with the heady notions. well done. Emile. #7

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 2:19 PM

Thank you, Emile. Though it was not intentionally sensual, I guess I cannot keep that element out of my writing! :) Thank you for the visit.

Shane Cooper

February 16, 2015 at 11:30 AM

A beautiful work my enchantress. I know that these words are the truth, that there is always a price to be paid for true loves sake, else it be not real. Your servant my lady, Love Shane xxx

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 1:34 PM

If the price is loss of self, Shane, then the price is too high. It is a lesson I'm learning....learning....learning....Thanks for stopping by.....Being called a Lady is always a treat, my dear. Hugs

Charmaine Chircop

February 16, 2015 at 10:54 AM

Every Rose carry the thorns.but its still worth keeping.What ab excellent thought expressing thetruth of love,its beauty and pain.

Eileen Manassian

February 16, 2015 at 1:36 PM

Yes, my sweetie....everything worthwhile in life, needs time, effort, and love. If we would discard something with that first jab of pain...we would never hold on to anything...ever. Thanks for stopping by. Hugs