Eileen Manassian Poet Sonnet

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What Use Have I For Words-Sensual Soliloquy

What use have I for words when body aches
For touch to resurrect a dead desire
I crave caress that all my power wakes
And lips that blaze on me a wanton fire

What use have I for words;  they’re impotent
When body writhes and burns for hands of love
My mind is seared with passion, dominant 
that calls to flights of ecstasy above

What use have I for words when hunger grips
The brazen need for its satiety
When trembling takes control of limbs and hips
And drunken passion mocks sobriety

Till words transformed to hands obey your will
To storming heart I whisper: "Peace...be still!"

JADE

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Shane Cooper April 5, 2015 at 7:08 PM Ah my enchantress it is words that drive desire, words that fuel our wants and needs. Helen had a face that launched a thousand ships, but no Greek even Achillies himself would have ventured forth if a poet had not first described her beauty. What passion those words must have arroused. Your words paint such pictures and arouse such emotions. They are truely potent. All my love Shane xxx Eileen Manassian April 6, 2015 at 1:13 AM Ah...to know my words are potent is indeed a great accolade you have graced me with, Shane. As you know...I'm enamored by words....I'm also enamored by touch....These are my two love languages as described in the book, The Five Love Languages. :) Words of affirmation and touch...these constitute LOVE to me. So...Yes....I revel in words...and when coupled with touch...heaven is not far away. You have a gift for words. :) It is evident in this post...and in your poems, my dear. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux April 5, 2015 at 10:00 AM I like a rare combination of both. This morning I feel like a passenger on th ooh la la train. Toot toot! Eileen Manassian April 5, 2015 at 11:46 AM I do love words, Richard. I ....collect words. I collect poetry and quotes I like....I keep letters that mean something to me. I'm a hoarder of words, but if words are no longer true....out they must go. SO....I love words....If they are spoken at the right time...they can produce....wonders! ;) But....if not followed up by touch...what's the use? Hugs

Casarah Nance April 5, 2015 at 3:18 AM Ooh I can feel that sensual storm brewing, the hunger intensity, awesome :) Eileen Manassian April 5, 2015 at 5:44 AM Hey, sweetie!!! Thanks for coming....For me the storm is ever present....It seems I must learn to live with the situation. Hugs

Viv Wigley April 5, 2015 at 2:13 AM Great choice of form for something as passionate as this. Breathless piece, Jade- I need a cold shower :) Viv x Eileen Manassian April 5, 2015 at 5:12 AM ;) Thanks for the visit, Viv. I appreciate it.....Breathless piece is a lovely description of this. I'm grateful.