Seriously Bewildered
Although the scent of laughter flows
Into my wind-swept breath ,
I hesitate the call of his rugged charm
As violin notes serenade temptation’s play
To crawl upon my luscious flesh igniting
Evening's spice of an earthy maleness … I quiver.
While moonshine drapes the porch-light's view,
He pulls me nearer in warm embrace
Fondling lines of my glistened back--
How in slow-fire drift, I claim effort
To regain awareness from this hazy trance.
In a hush flush, I gently leave bewildered
Denying our first plunge with a ‘ no, not yet’…
But seriously , in the brink of hunger and craving,
My raw instinct pleaded to utter ………’yes.’
john lawless' Contest: But Seriously
1/26/2017
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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