Best Sensuousness Poems
In the deep silence of the night when perplexity
Confuses the mind, I feel your power descend upon me,
Surrender becomes inevitable
As I become malleable under the hammer of love.
I view you, approach mid sea, alone, resplendent
In the pale rays of the dazzling moonlight,
As if you were an enigmatic ghost drawing near
In a flimsy wisp of a whirling nightly mist,
Treading the waves, splashing your body with vigour.
Come closer, come, I'm not afraid,
Sing an echoing mermaid song for me,
Or slide into an enticing dance of love.
I thrive upon such inexplicable endeavours,
Where nocturnal elfin whispers and dreamy antics,
So pleasing to the sensuousness of the mind,
Combine to please the florid sensitive nerves
Of this old, tired and jaded mind.
Categories:
sensuousness, sea,
Form:
Free verse
Before you I am your canvas blank
Delicately to paint linear and in liquid hues
Dripping and splashing we two drank
Forceful stimulated strokes you use
Layering the colors upon my surface
With a precision your brush does flow
Emphasis laid on expressive purpose
As your artistic viewing eye grows
Articulate precisely what you paint
Evoking sensuousness as you drip
Vigorous sweeping technique no restraint
Finesse done with your own workmanship
When strokes become feverous and fast
To the last stroke felt with ecstasy
To add your very own lust contrast
Finally leaving us right here at ease
Contest; Metaphor of love
Sponsor: Bobby.May
Date; 11/1/2019
Categories:
sensuousness, love, metaphor,
Form:
Rhyme
Can you see the radiance in her smile? That beautiful row of white goodness that makes me forget there are other people existing in the world. Can you see the sensuousness of her skin? That caramel chocolate sensation I love to drown my thoughts in... I know you can see the way her hips sway with such perfect synchronicity, the image alone conjures thoughts loving in perpetuity. Can you see her hazel eyes? Twin pools of perfection to cool this body on a hot summer day. I am but a watcher; if I were a collector of beautiful things I would spare no exertion to have her be mine.
Can you smell the scent of her femininity? An aroma so intoxicating that I will never want another high. Can you hear the sound of her voice? That calming husky baritone that brings waves of peace to my conscious mind. I know you can see that lovely mane of hair, that black hair with the specks of gold and red to entrance every eye. I am but an admirer; if I were a man of means I might have the courage to speak to her.
My eyes avoid catching hers in a moment stolen, so afraid am I that she will see the hunger brimming therein. I look at her and see everything that I am not but everything that I need. I see laughter and that carefree nonchalance of youth and brevity that I so crave but that elude me. I envy the water that gets to cascade down her body when she bathes. I envy the wind that gets to caress her long luscious legs as she dons that skirt that invokes feelings in me that are not easily suppressed. . I envy the sun that gets to warm her body when she is chilled. I envy the moon that watches over my sleeping beauty as she dreams of people she does know. I envy the man who gets her sighs and knows her dreams. I envy him not only because he is all she wants but because he is all that I can never be for her.
While my heart is the one that loves her with the fervour of a thousand fires and the intensity of a million lifetimes; he kisses her, touches her and holds her and she loves him to a place beyond distraction; he is all that she thinks she needs, he is her man. I am left to watch and admire from a distance. How can I compete? After all, he is the man of her childhood fantasies; all that I am is a girl who fell in love with the wrong goddess.
Categories:
sensuousness, beautiful, dedication, devotion, girl,
Form:
Carpe Diem
Repetutunt proprios quaeque recursus
No Stetson
No it is opposition
Never odd or even
Selfles sees selfles
Did
We few
Sexes
As a
Flesh self
Deified
Eves sensuousness eve
Lived evil
Deed
n’
Devils eyes lived
n’
Sees
Eros
Each line is a palindrome but the last, though still read it form S to E
Categories:
sensuousness, art, imagination, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
BEAUTY BLOSSOMS AT A BLESSING’S BEHEST
She was new to me on New Year’s Eve
Even when I felt my senses take their quickened and quiet leave
She had on high heeled purple patent leather shoes
And a patent pending on perfection
Until romance was reborn as rejection
Saliently I was sequestered to a semi- exclusive island
Where slaves to sensuousness succumb to seduction
With the introduction of infinitely instant infatuation for a fool
And desire that could only be quelled by the quietude that resides in her sigh
But for the lasciviousness that lay in her every lie
We begged the New Year begin with Louisiana, lakes, limericks and love
and, per chance, poetry provided by proverbial peacefulness
with cheery cherry blossoms budding beguilingly for only both of us
like the tree we sat under when wonder stole my eye
and I first heard you lie
sadly,
falsehoods failed to forecast a future of fogginess
and a mistiness that hid amid a mystery
for you were an enigma…….
a duality
with a persuasion to plurality
and conceived of by conviviality
you were a mercurial imp of imperfections personified
But what’s worse is that you so casually, callously and caustically lied
Oh yes, and the following New Year’s Eve
I heard our apple blossom tree finally died
© 2012 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~
Categories:
sensuousness, angst, tree, tree, new
Form:
Quatrain
This is the best Valentine's Day there will ever be
Because you've agreed to pass this day with me
Without you, my life included only blue Wildflowers
But now my heart's focused on you
You mean the natural world to me
Your kindness has provided me with glee
I love you verily with feelings that endure
For sure, my universe holds your immense sweetness
As you give me the real sensation of heartfelt completeness
I must thank God you're in my life
And pray that you'll always remain in my sight
Because your hugs are the best part of my morning
I smile as I enjoy adoring
Your imaginative eyes with your gaze that looks toward the skies,
Your wisdom encourages me to visualize and analyze
The essence of life lived well with lots of kisses
Bliss grows from those reminiscences of your sensuousness
Please, continue to be the fine kind of person whom you are
With that creative and artistic repertoire
With yellow Daffodils that brighten this Valentine's Day
Endulging my vision with an emotive bouquet of roses!
Categories:
sensuousness, daffodils, flower, love, universe,
Form:
Free verse
I carry one in my pocket for moments like this
For in her delight I truly will find bliss
Unwrapping content I now slip thereon
I long for her sensuousness
Thus we two become decadent and sinful
Her melting is my excite
As orgasmic taste buds ooze with delight
I moan and savior her giving in to this affair
Eyes now crossed I come forth with a trimble
Oh- sweet chocolate
I love you!
Categories:
sensuousness, food, funny, love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
In the ultimate I ponder and resonates
Sporadic melancholy treading thoughts
Void pneumatic aspirations that perspire in nothingness
The peripheral space spurts erratic waves
Spewed fantasy and ejaculates conglomeration
Palpitation of erroneous premature baby
That which is not flushed down is a street arching
Vivid escapades flowed sluggish and sticky
Unwinding terrestrial route it’s a dead end
Never to end but in illusion
Ruminates and castigated spits vomits
Miasma inhalation that draws petrified lunatics
Kindled joyful cleave less than platonic
Lost in haziness of pleasurable moments causing love anguish
Thrusting Warm Velvet labial interior
Sensuousness mesmerized at anatomical fission and fusion
Malodorous soaked sweat-draped dripping bodies
Enclosed, staffed and steam simmering moisture
Equivocal musty air radiated from euphoric entanglement
Perplexed awe mouth agape
Categories:
sensuousness, social,
Form:
Spring's luster is dewed anew each morning
While Summer moods doom fear of Winter's cost.
'Til Fall, the redness sender gives us warning
That soon Winter's spider redips its web of frost.
Spring's flower is a sire wolf fang piercing ground.
Summer's sunburn warming is a sign I'm raw.
Fall's arrival now is sensuousness I won in beauty crowned
In swirling blizzard, was it a boreal aerobat I saw?
Awaken Spring. A sleeper as late petals are peels to bloom.
So enrobe, Summer. A harem muse borne upon winds is nicer
Than rot aroma inward drawn. I am orator of Fall's perfume.
Winter rec. It's a lyre (vanilla). All in a very last icer!
10.12.18
Contest: Palindromes II
Note: each line progresses one season and each stanza is a year.
Categories:
sensuousness, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
This is the best Valentine's Day there will ever be
Because you've agreed to pass this day with me
Without you, my life included only blue Wildflowers
But now my heart's focused on you
You mean the natural world to me
Your kindness has provided me with glee
I love you verily with feelings that endure
For sure, my the universe holds your immense sweetness
As you give me the real sensation of heartfelt completeness
I must thank God you're in my life
And pray that you'll always remain in my sight
Because your hugs are the best part of my morning
I smile as I enjoy adoring
Your imaginative eyes with your gaze that looks toward the skies,
Your wisdom encourages me to visualize and analyze
The essence of life lived well with lots of kisses
Bliss grows from those reminiscences of your sensuousness
Please, continue to be the fine kind of person whom you are
With that creative and artistic repertoire
With yellow Daffodils that brighten this Valentine's Day
Enhancing the Roses in a timeless Spiritual-Love Bouquet!
Categories:
sensuousness, february, joy, love, daffodils,
Form:
Free verse
WAGNER PHRASIS
Enchained by fancy petty wants
and necessity,undisguished
sensuousness burning with
fiery passion kindles the most
consuming flame,my peace of
mind was over.Driven to despair,
idle & disorderly,levity wounded me
deeply,tortured,no semblance of
reality,puritanical hypocrisy
ordinary & mediocre ,savagery
of taste,adverse outward circumstance,
all shadows on the scene.Confused I
remained silent ,my error was plain.
Through this trouble, hope a sense
of beauty,a new earnestness to really
know love, natural & unforced.Beginning
anew,my last reliance,vivacious & exciting
a state of fermentation, oh what bliss,my
goal was reached.Ah what a delight
it was.I stood amazed,its place in my heart,
the secret of art,free & unconcealed.
From Wagner autobio of 1840
Listen to me recite my phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Categories:
sensuousness, music, people,
Form:
Verse
Our Lady?
You are our lady
of grace.
And now your dress?Is flames.?
The beauty of your sunken dome from a drone
Is a poem in itself.
Written by us and
Destroyed by chaos.?
This is what we do that rivals the stature of the gods:?
To astound ourselves and each other,?
With the wonder of?
Pure, enduring creation.?
The sacrifice we all make to our better selves
Who gave buildings wings and
Laid the foundation stones of our own perfecting.?
Epiphany is not found in the act of worship
It is to be found in the insight gained by gratitude for the world. ?
Exactly the way we built it.?
Exactly the way we know it to be.
Whispered prayers are but poetry?
That none other than you will listen to?
But it is good to talk to yourself?
To sing in harmony with all those other selves
?Who are listening, ?
Wearing?
Not false, but true masks
Revealing the kind of truth that can only be told with a lie.?The subtler architecture that creates heavens from grand spaces on this earth.
Reconstructing what can be seen behind your faces,
Behind all the saints who guard you,?
Behind the divine grace of your stature.?
The sensuousness of your catastrophe is breathtaking.???
© Igor Goldkind 2019
Categories:
sensuousness, 12th grade, beauty, christian,
Form:
Ode
Wear to remove shyness and sensuousness is discovered.
Categories:
sensuousness, how i feel,
Form:
Monoku
Seduced by the tongue of Paris
spellbound by a gentle “Bonjour Madame”
the scent of distant Croissants beckoned her
to an ambrosial awakening.
She savored the delicate crustiness
her dress and hair dancing on the breeze
aware of a subtle sensuousness
awakened by the shadow of the tower
A wry smile tickled her lips – remembering
the gentle touch of a patient seduction.
Passersby smiled, nodded knowingly.
Anna had succumbed to the kiss of France.
8/19/2021
Anna And The French Kiss Poetry Contest
Categories:
sensuousness, fun, metaphor, senses,
Form:
Verse
CENTRAL DARK
I used to walk those very same streets
Streets of sensuousness and sin
Those streets which once felt my feet
Those streets where my shoes once had been
The storefronts are new but the cement is the same
I saw pictures of it on my television screen
Those streets are in a city my heart used to claim
Those streets which both books and films often deem mean
I used to stroll those streets in the dark
Under moonlight I’d search for my next destination
One street led to a centrally located park
In a hamlet forged of fantasy and fascination
I used to walk those streets all alone
In search of someone with whom I could talk
My feet now stomp streets in a different state I bemoan
And only God knows how much I miss my New York
© 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
sensuousness, angst,
Form:
Quatrain