Justin Bordner Poet Ballad

The Book of Her Body

I lift you up, delicately
like a bouquet of flames in pink patient fever,
romantically, I rove your surface with fingertips that tingle,
the texture of your treated cover tempts an impatient lover,
I read your Title, Her World, Her War
subtitle, Surviving Sorrow & Love,
your emblem, embossed in opal
a quill spun across a heart spelling your soul,

I spread you open with both hands
my grip holding the breadth of your body
a scent of sensuous ink unfurles into my inquisitive senses
raising you into my fascinated face
smelling the cleavage of your binding
sailing my lips down the center of your special secret
having your silky ribbons root around my fingers,
breathing, in warm curiosity on your exotic fibers,

Loving me as I hold you in wonder,
as I finger your pages with fawning pursuit of pleasure,
speedily you whisper my name with no refrain
as my moist voice recites
your poetry of paradise and pressure points,
I venture deeper into your voluptuous volume
feeling sensations of starlight I do consume,
in your tome of thick passion I find a home,

I like to read you in the suspense of night
searching your love lines,  tasting your grape vines,
touching your emotions, embracing your sweet seductions,
you get into my nerves like electric sugar
illuminated by your poems of ardor and prose of candor,
intrigued by the penmanship of a Princess, curvaceous and calculating,
I turn to the Introduction, to see a photo of the great Authoress
a face pretty in courage, a smile of beautiful strategy
your body of work legendary,
I kiss you because I must -

J.A.B.

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Eileen Manassian July 24, 2015 at 10:58 AM I came back to this poem to tell you that though you are still in my favorite poet folder, I have not been able to read the passion in your newer writes that I find here. Interesting comments on this piece. Justin Bordner July 24, 2015 at 8:36 PM My beautiful and Beloved Poetess, perception is often in conflict with truth...the passion and love that inspired this composition is truly rare...J.A.B

Kp Nunez April 23, 2015 at 8:42 PM Never have I read anything written about a book in so sensual a manner. Both obvious and veiled reference to sexuality of a woman permeates the entire piece, and this makes it such an enthralling read, Justin. I do believe I have neglected myself the pleasure of reading your creative writes. I shall have to correct that in the future. HUgs! Kim :) Justin Bordner April 24, 2015 at 1:44 AM You have found the pleasure of the pages, now kiss the painful beauty of adoration Kim...never have I held the soul of a woman with so much lustful fascination...I thank you for your intelligent and passionate comment Kim...J.A.B.

Debbie Duncan April 8, 2015 at 10:13 PM Nicely done Justin ;) I think I shall favor it. Justin Bordner April 10, 2015 at 12:32 PM Yes Debbie, favor the flame that whets your heartland...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian February 5, 2015 at 3:59 PM I had to linger over every line of this, your most amazing work....Justin. It's captivating...the nuances....the suppressed sexuality waiting to bloom....I'm enthralled by the words. Hugs Justin Bordner February 5, 2015 at 8:18 PM Linger on the lust of total adoration...let the love lean into your body...I savor the fascination she induces...she is the most beautiful, alluring, and challenging language I know Eileen. Your love for this poem warms my senses. Thank you Eileen...J.A.B.

Joel Thornton November 25, 2014 at 3:48 AM WOW, I am awestruck with amazement . Such Vehemence and passionate language. Very well sculpted masterpiece.. BRAVO~Joel

Eileen Manassian October 16, 2014 at 11:59 PM Fawning pursuit of pleasure...what a book to read!!! Justin...this is the masterpiece! You kiss her...because you must. What an ending! voluptuous volumes have their own appeal...there is more to read, more to explore, more to rest on...More is sometimes better...More pages...more...Lovely poem. I had to come and visit it again. I feel the most sensual line...I spread you open with both hands. You are taking that step to read and be intrigued Justin Bordner October 17, 2014 at 2:18 PM Yes Eileen, a capitulation to her revelation, an immersion in sensuous illumination...I'm taking the thighs of her secrets! Thank you for coming once more Eileen...J.A.B.

Jay Loveless September 10, 2014 at 5:13 PM This. This is amazing. Beautiful. Sensual. Carress her spine, finger the folds of her pages, make love to her letters, touch her where she is most fragile, make her bindings come undone. Love her, nakedly. Love her like your favorite book. Jay Loveless September 12, 2014 at 10:04 PM :) Justin Bordner September 11, 2014 at 3:09 AM I will love her untill the ink runs onto the most sensitive parts of my body and soul Jay. She is most fragile where her page meets my pulse. I love your sensuous and poetic reaction to this poem, I can feel it! Love so good it gets memorized, verbatim! J.A.B.

Rebecca Larkin September 6, 2014 at 3:41 AM Exceptionally sweet... the words arise feels of passion and desire-- true love at it's finest; burning to be released and wanting more for everlasting peace. this poem is truly remarkable, as are you as a poet. Always, ~Becca Justin Bordner September 6, 2014 at 1:46 PM A love true in It's desperate heat, and hungry for healing Becca. Our passion burns insatiably, coating us with severe affection. Thank you so much for your kindness Becca, your recent collaboration with Laura is a Masterpiece of moral poetics and original expression! J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux September 2, 2014 at 12:25 AM I enjoyed rereading this one Justin, truly outstanding. Justin Bordner September 2, 2014 at 1:59 PM She is my Book of Love...I'm beyond happy that this poem honors what we've given eachother. I'm proud that this poem captivates you Richard, thank you. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:12 PM This is not merely love—it is mindful obsession, saturated in ample doses of “electric sugar.” (LOVE that electric sugar line!) I will be back, and this is a favorite like no other! --You know, I just realized, I could have just soup-mailed you all of this...I feel like a spammer or something!! Agh! So sorry! I just really love this poem! Okay, done! :D Always, Laura Laura Breidenthal August 31, 2014 at 3:05 AM I'm so glad Justin! Thanks for enduring my rants! ;) And thank you for a most engrossing poem..~Laura Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 2:29 AM I shall not disagree with you Laura, I like how you eloquently state your view of what she and I have. Love and mindful obsession, good partners :) There is great worth in your passionate comments Laura, I'm thrilled by what you've done here, I like your spam, and your Poetry is so very special. You've made me super happy! J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:11 PM “raising you into my fascinated face-- smelling the cleavage of your binding” Your fascination with this poet is a fascination in itself. My all-time favorite lines of this piece—I was melted by it all by the way—was….“I like to read you in the suspense of night, searching your love lines, tasting your grape vines, touching your emotions, embracing your sweet seductions” Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 2:10 AM She is the type of treasure you get to have once in a lifetime, nothing compares. Fascinated, absolutely, by everything she is, all of the complexities of her soul, and her body. What you quote enveopes my attraction to her Laura. Mmmm...I'm getting excited. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:10 PM Speaking of feeling, you really put me in this piece. I felt a lot from this… it is simply incredible on all levels—whether we are looking at it physically or any deeper. I can tell you put all of your heart and soul into this. I feel escalating strength and inspiration in your newer works. I also admire how you compared her to reading an irresistible, immersing book. Moreover, she is that book—and what a book she must be! Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 1:55 AM Oh she is, oh how she is, irresistible, formidable, and lovable Laura. I am proud to be the same for her, we have given eachother and the world new, dramatic passion that will not be forgotten. I'm elated that you feel my soul in this composition. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:09 PM becomes highly curious of the intent and what is actually going on in the mind of the writer. We can make guesses, but only so far as our imaginations will allow! Mind you—I have a relentless one, so that gives you an idea of where MY mind went! xD Anyway, you attract all the senses with your fantastic use of metaphor and symbolism. This is just from my viewpoint, at least. But from the comments below, I am quite certain many others would feel the same way. Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 1:45 AM Yes, allow me to take you to those special and soft places Laura. Your honesty is refreshing and rewarding. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:08 PM and in this poem, the physical and spiritual are one, and that makes this poem all the more beautiful, advantageous(in terms of getting the right message out) and sensually stirring. “a scent of sensuous ink unfurles into my inquisitive senses” That line, I can easily relate to when reading a lot of your more sensual cored masterpieces such as this. Your poem Mistress Fire, was one of those highly sensual poems where the reader (at least myself!!) Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 1:41 AM Yes Laura, I love your sensitive perception, your awareness of soul and body stimulation, ultimately, excitmentment of the heart via sexual arousal of harmonizing with someone special. You are a Master Poetess, your compliments are cherished! J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:07 PM "I read your Title, Her World, Her War subtitle, Surviving Sorrow & Love" You know this person all too well, it seems. She is a book you would never put down. The...heart and soul of her works…her very essence, attracts you like no other. What I really sense here is almost the need—on both sides—for both physical love and spiritual love… Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 1:31 AM She is a heart I will never abandon, a love that gives life truer purpose. The Cosmos has brought us together for fire and creation, if we were ever to lose eachother something Divine in the world would vanish and that would be a terrible tragedy Laura. We need one another like passion needs inspiration. We have become a new heart that if divided will become two lesser hearts. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal August 30, 2014 at 9:06 PM There is a lot I want to say about this poem, Justin, and unfortunately, I will leave a great fraction of my thoughts out. From a technical perspective, this poem has all of the elements- metaphor, color, and purpose- that any reader with a poetic mind cannot help but be desperately enchanted by. I am not saying I am some professional focusing on and searching for all of the frigid technicalities and structures, however, you know for a fact that I am wholly enchanted. .. Justin Bordner August 31, 2014 at 1:09 AM There is no one more qualified to analyze poetry, and your sensualities and talents are meant to be enchanted by this poem of passionate adoration Laura. You are a natural writer, a natural woman. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian August 30, 2014 at 5:59 AM Again and again and again.... Justin Bordner August 30, 2014 at 2:59 PM YES! I reread her, slowly and quickly, never tiring of her amazing lines and letters Eileen...J.A.B.

Casarah Nance August 28, 2014 at 9:10 PM Wow! I love a good book, but man I think you love it even better! What a romance between the reader and the words written upon the pages, the texture in your poem is amazing, I feel everything right along with you and it is extreme. Brilliant Justin. :) Justin Bordner August 29, 2014 at 1:06 AM There is only one of her in existence Casarah, she's made of the finest material, lusterous soul, she's sought after and even hunted by the most discerning scholars, poets and pirates. She celebrates struggles of soul, can romance the sense out of a tough man, and even encourages trouble. She is the only woman I love. I'm happy you feel the extreme in this poem Casarah. Thank you! Justin

Skat A August 27, 2014 at 8:18 PM She seems to have your attention. J.A.B., I don't have much to say, but WOW! ~SKAT~ Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 8:58 PM WOW is so gorgeous coming from you Skat. She has my attention, I have her inspiration, its a pretty good thing...J.A.B.

Kelly Deschler August 27, 2014 at 1:24 PM I like the passion that you always put into your writing, Justin. The reader can tell that it comes purely from your heart and soul.... This is an excellent write with an amazing metaphor! Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 8:55 PM That's such a beautiful thing to say Kelly, thanks for noticing my sincerity so deeply and truly. The difference between passion and everything else, is that passion has no choice Kelly...Justin

Poet Destroyer A August 27, 2014 at 1:03 PM Justin, Congratulations, on having the nice poem of the day. With all respects, Thank you LINDA Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 1:14 PM This is one of the sweetest poems of my life and heart, written for the sweetest, most sensuous, and most unique woman I've ever known Linda...J.A.B.

Tabitha Mathis August 27, 2014 at 6:11 AM Very nice Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 1:10 PM Its love lust and mystery Tabitha...J.A.B.

Anne-Lise Andresen August 27, 2014 at 3:16 AM - A beautiful poem!!!! - Congratulations on the poem of the day, Justin - I had my poem"Poem of the day" yesterday and it was a very pleasant surprise :) - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 1:08 PM There is a beautiful spirit in your letters, visits and heart Anne, thank you for indulging in this love poem of mine. J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker August 27, 2014 at 1:21 AM Beautiful intimacy full of passion Justin. Congratulations on the poem of the day... Verlena Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 2:25 AM Yes Verlena, she is the epitome of feminine beauty and passionate poetry. A woman like no other. I Thank you so much for your compliments and challenging poetry. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian August 27, 2014 at 1:16 AM I knew this would make it here, Justin. I'm awfully glad it did. It surely deserves it. Wonderful write or passion and sensuality! Justin Bordner August 27, 2014 at 2:16 AM I'm very happy that you are here to share it with me Eileen. Its a very special honor for a very special love...J.A.B.

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