Best Sensuous Poems
Lavish luscious liaison
Orchestrated obsession
Nocturnal nebulae
Gifted graceful gallantry
Secluded sanctuary
Tiffany telltale turtledoves
Effervescent ecstacy
Metaphysical mascarade
Magically manipulated mandolin
Erotic entanglement
Delectable daredevil demigods
Rhythmic romance rhapsody
Openhearted opulence
Secret sensuous seduction
Exquisite exotic elixir
Sumptuous scent of long stemmed roses
AP: 1st place 2021
Submitted on June 24, 2019 for contest YOUR PERSONAL PERFECT POEM PICK sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
The sensitive strokes of Georgia O'Keeffe's brush
have aroused in sweet pea petals, a tender pink blush
In these ruffled labian folds, painted as a fragile flower
buds beget blooms in their feminine garden bower
I have from the earth grown pumpkins
Pregnant with a golden lust for words
And scattered seeds white as stars
Across the long green of desire. Birds
Have left wing loops in my brains, spars
Featherless in the wind for me to sail
But never did I want to be persuaded
For what are our horizons but sweet myths
One flight beyond dream left me jaded.
Words tell such lies sometimes, time sits
In the uterus of its design, being nothing
But memory chasing its ghosts like kites.
Yet I am addicted to the thing like spring
The white mounds melting into green sight
And all the places I want to walk with you
And hold your caress in my fingers love
And drink the melon till we are drunk.
Indeed, better to dream of cataract moons
For all you will tell me
Is ancient medicines in modern spoons
"Farm the earth, the skies, the stars just so
"You'll be persuaded ..."
What vanity of icicles dripping sunshine
From the rainbow's heart. What blind
Ecstatic before the season of beauty ...
Sensuous apparition
my lady in the dark night
this wonderful silhouette
soft aim of adulation
and timeless as it would seem.
Fleeting moment of closeness
becomes the stuff of my dreams.
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November 11, 2014
Form: Heptagonet
Dr. Ram Mehta
Sixth Place win
Contest: Silhouette of Light by nette onclaud
sensuous movement
like a smooth flowing river
cute belly dancer
A poet.
I see.
Beauty beckons.
To some degree.
Casting a plea.
There is a need.
Ago, on this very day.
The UN saw it fit .
To formally submit.
A law to prohibit.
Abuse of women.
On that eve, sometime later.
Not to be deceived!!
Some so bravely declare.
"Hope you not miss."
"The magic in the air".
A windowed vision appears.
Atop a hill.
Men hoisting a satin flag.
No boast of claim, no snag.
A closer look!
A gasp I took!
As brave men shook.
The scales off their skin.
Whats beauty? If not within.
Neath a window, where I lay.
She parks her car.
Most every day.
Seldom a' word a' spoken.
A ring, a hopeful token.
Beauty is there.
I do not dare.
To speak the fear.
That she peer and discover.
Thru her rear-view mirror.
Me, exposed beneath my cover.
What an awful disgrace.
She seeks another parking place.
So feel!
Some ways, ways so compatible.
For we all know.
Some years ago.
Our dear neighbor,"Venus".
Now, much inhabitable.
Were blessed! Not cursed.
Think not the worse.
My broken verse.
Lacks evidence?
Seems this day,
So closer to "Thanksgiving".
Is no coincidence.
This magic almanac.
Is but minds option.
Twas the devil took from, "Adams" rib?
To foster an adoption?
Days like this, I wish for many more
As both our tongues kiss...
our lips hug one another.
I grow as she beats.
Johnny Sumler
sensuous senryus
In sensuous pose
As she curvaceously moulds
Her capturing thighs
It was sight of you
Hearing love calling me in
Your scent was pleasant
I took a taste of your ears
And died by your tender touch
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Debbie Guzzi's "Come to Your Senses" contest
1/9/2012
Your voice rekindled my urge to love
To love things that flutter so close to me
That I can feel the whisper of the wind
But never do they touch my skin...
Your voice bathed me in want of ecstacy
I wanted to drench myself in adoration of foreign eyes
That will read my soul as a ravaging novel
But never do they see what I'm hiding...
Your voice hurled me towards bleeding skylines
I can never look at darkness the same
It will bring your breath into my heart
But never will we breathe the same air...
Your voice clasped my legs unknowingly
I feared the flood of lust
That will drown my body under the bridge of your mould
But never does it rescue after dawn...
Softly...Sweetly
Rough ...Rugged
So Sensuous...as your touch
satisfies like a cool breeze
on a hot summer day.
So sensuous...as your kisses
are like raindrops that quench
the thirst of the earth.
So sensuous...as to gently
feel the smoothness of
your skin as we embrace.
So sensuous...as your love
burns brightly for me on
a hot,dark night...
Is it for the fear of again being hurt
That you treat aspiring suitors like dirt?
If this be the case, then you should rethink
Your opinion on this, for you're on the brink
Of a grievous error without possible reverse,
By killing hope in a world where luck's sparse.
Many other lasses pray for this luck
But their hopes and stars are stuck,
They look east and turn south in wait
For some love-seeking men to give a date,
Yet all these you've received every day
And trashed all of them into the litter tray.
The dew of beauty now settles on your skin,
Your lustrous smile invites the urge of sin
But nothing unchanging remains save change,
Your sensuous sun grows in slow varying range,
And soon shall evaporate the glittering dew
That makes you rule both Gentile and Jew.
Such suns have existed before,
Yet all shortly shine and go.
sensuous rhythm
dancing slowly
cheek to cheek
AP: 2nd place 2021
Tatiana
Lush crimson lips
Eyes sapphire blue
Voluminous blond curls
Exuding exotic perfume
Her silken gown swaying
In a sensuous pirouette
The gazelle avoiding
Her predator
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
The majestic rose,
Comes replete,
With the fragrant charm,
That is its mystique,
Its sensuous beauty,
Is its allure,
Insuring its exquisite essence,
Will forever endure.