Through the breeze driven fluttering foliage
sunlight licks lasciviously upon her skin.
Through the diaphanous dress that surrounds her
it warms her as her frenzied frolic begins.
In her rarefied rapture she prances,
ending sublime stasis from the night before
when suitor satyrs did woo her,
a legend legacy from days of yore.
Now alone in her wandering woodland
she dances dangerously close to free,
to the magical music of birdsong,
lithe limbs twisting beneath her trees.
She tosses tousled hair to the morning,
with artistic abandon she flies,
among the sun speckled leaves of her true loves
who brush branches to signal their sighs.
Categories:
lasciviously, beauty, myth,
Form: Prose Poetry
An Alliterative Pursuit Of A Lover
I will firstly frankly forwardly forthrightly fastidiously befriend you.
Then I will completely correctly courteously candidly chastely court you.
Then whencesoever I have wonderfully wackily warmly wooingly won wed you,
I’ll be free to laughingly longingly lustily lecherously lasciviously licentiously lengthily ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly ~ly
Gladly gently graciously gratefully gallantly grandly greatly love you forever.
Categories:
lasciviously, desire, friendship, funny, lust,
Form: Alliteration
Her ambience is alluring. Lasciviously enticing.
Her beauty announces her presence
Natural, breath seizing,
God bestowed beauty.
Beauty that demands all attention
An extant masterpiece on display.
Without any self realization.
Clueless to the fact,
All eyes are drawn to her
Haunted by insecurities.
That in reality, are perfect imperfections.
Time, only enhancing her elegance
Her silhouette, especially striking
Ravishing at the least
The woman of my dreams
My reality, my wife, the love of my life!
Categories:
lasciviously, beautiful, best friend, love,
Form: Free verse
At last freed from your
siren call, from the
tender recesses of your flesh
I thought to find your soul...
O, bitter irony
How you mocked me
leeringly, darting
tongue curling lasciviously
round the corners of
your moist red lips...
Categories:
lasciviously, irony, kiss, red,
Form: Free verse
Buddy began to call his girl 'Hot Lips'
The day she started to swivel her hips --
He let out a wolf whistle
She French-licked his stiff thistle --
Then lasciviously kissed velvet whips
December 13, 2019
Kissing Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Bobby May
Categories:
lasciviously, kiss, sexy,
Form: Limerick
Virile green voices grow longer
louder
lasciviously livid,
Commanding her domesticating mind
to cut them off,
trim them down to size,
to prune and shape
manipulate
Show them and her who's in charge
cooperating together
at just right
and fresh trimmed length
of light.
Inside Sunday sanctuary voices
hum over and around organic prelude pipes
Hoping she will ring our sacred sounds,
domesticating diverse delightful choices
Inviting her restless mind
to cut them in,
grow them up to fit size
to enchant ecstatic re-creations.
Categories:
lasciviously, caregiving, culture, green, imagination,
Form: Free verse
The French expression is exquisite,
fat succulent globes glowing darkly,
but if you're looking for length look
to the East, although they lack girth.
Yet the Greeks do it best
sleek glossy orbs, rubbed with
olive oil then laid in their bed and
immersed in an effusion of
ripe succulent Roma slowly
simmered with garlic, oregano
and perhaps a few chilies, if you like it
hot and then covered with a thick
white sauce béchamel and lasciviously
savoured with a mature rich red.
Categories:
lasciviously, food,
Form: Free verse
Temporary Insanity – for contest
Arousal’s Beasts Contained
Demanding Escape, Freedom,
Gushing Hunger’s Insatiable Jaws
Kissing Lasciviously
Moistened Need’s Openness,
Puffed Quiff, Red Softness,
Tender Undulating vibrations,
Wanton Xenogamy’s
Yearning Zone.
9/25/2015
submitted to – Sensual ABC”s – poetry contest
Categories:
lasciviously, sensual,
Form: ABC
Lusting for her attention my love will not astray
Lasciviously longing for her touch I am
Left as a lonesome lover
Longing for this looming emotion to be repaid
Attentively awaiting her response as I
Adore her angelic prowess
Absorbing her passionate beauty
Allured with her benevolent touch I
Admire her decadent love from a distance
Ultimately aflame from her radiance
Unveiling this starry-eyed emotion
Unswerving this feeling that I longed to revive
Unusually risking the despair in hopes of
Undeniably finding her there
Riveting as the morning sun, her beauty is
Resonating through my veins like a drug
Rendering the urge to satisfy my desire
Enthralled in her glittering ambiance
Elated by her smile, I cannot
Escape this everlasting trial
Nevertheless will she notice my devotion
Nervously wishing to numb my emotion, to
Nimbly evade this narcotic notion
Categories:
lasciviously, beautiful, beauty, emotions, for
Form: Alliteration
Whenever Adriana Jones went down the mall,
We fellas on the streets lasciviously ogled at her:
She was a lady in and beyond and about all,
Calm, adroit and her breed was fairly rare.
She was different from all of us, with a sophisticated pride,
That came from deep her wealthy life; and the blazers
She wore were couture. She was voluptuous from side
To side: and she had all the money to spend on extravaganzas.
And she was always sensationally attired,
And she was always kind when she spoke;
And her lips looked too smooth to be real, desired
By every man of family and every young bloke.
And she was ravishing –yup, most ravishing than a queen –
And majestically studied at a fancy finishing school:
In all, we people thought that she was a lady to preen
To make us wish we were also that beautiful and that cool.
Hence on we wished, and awaited her nuptial day;
For she was aesthetic –a perfect exhibition of God’s art.
And so Adriana Jones, one impeccable Valentine’s Day,
Went home and pierced the blade of a knife through her heart.
Categories:
lasciviously, conflict,
Form: Rhyme
For years I have admired you and felt like such a fool ...
I stare at you lasciviously and try hard not to drool ....
Now I have you in my arms and begin to remove your top ....
I look at you most longingly and wonder if I should stop ....
You are hard yet smooth in texture ,as I run my tongue along ...
I close my eyes and take you deep ,Oh my , it feels so wrong ....
I lick and and taste what it is you have and its exactly like a dream ...
Nothing is more exhilarating , than a tub of cold ice cream ...
Categories:
lasciviously, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
ON LAWS AND FLAWS
All the laws of common sense do not apply to me
All of them only lamentably and lasciviously lie to me
All the rules of logic do not relate to me
All of them only serve to belabor and berate me
All the common sense in the world is of no concern to me
They only represent things I will never learn to me
I am engaged to no one nor do I plan any meaningful meeting
And any fancies I might find are unfruitful and far too fleeting
All the facts of affections have no affect on me
All my atrocious acts totally represent and reflect on me
All the policies and politics of politeness don’t pertain to me
And the concerns of consideration mean only other’s people’s pain to me
My lack of common sense is not common to say the least
While my acts of inconsideration have indecently increased
More than likely my fancies will fade as ice melts in the sun
And the anger of people I’ve harmed keep me ever on the run
© 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~
Categories:
lasciviously, angst,
Form: Quatrain
MARY MARY, WHAT DOES YOUR GARDEN KNOW?
I am in a quandary and I have but one query
I have a question that leaves me perplexed and left lasciviously leery
there is one fact I shall die never knowing
and quite frankly each day my question keeps growing
setting aside the main issue at hand
help me, please, to make me understand
I needn't know why you're here in the first place
that's your business and which I have no right to embrace
I see you smile sometimes when the sun shines from the east
but all too often when the sun is setting in the west I see the signs of a beast
when the day is done I see the frowns that have taken their toll
and I see the remnants of the smile which he stole
all the wondering and all the hows and whys
all the intuition I claim to have suddenly and fleetingly dies
I cannot figure out nor can I pretend to know
why you carry such a heavy burden in tow
ever since I saw your face i've been made to wonder why
why you keep saying hello when you should be saying “goodbye”
it's as if i'm at a funeral after someone close to me has died
as I ponder the question why you remain by his side
2012 …..© PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
lasciviously, angst, me, day, me,
Form: Quatrain
AND THUSLY DOES GOD ENTER
Why, God, won’t you bless the beleaguered such as me
Rather, You curse criminals so much like me
You, God, won’t grant rest to the weary like me
Rather you test the ones who don’t hear thee like me
I was made deafened to your vehement voice
As You chastise we, the chagrined who have no choice
We must trod on and plod unpleasant plateaus
While you, God, refuse to dance and let Satan step on our toes
You, God, won’t bless us bastards who defile the Bible
And when death claims us all we will all be held liable
Liable for lies and held accountable for inaction
As you, God, remain unforgiving to an un-furtive faction
So God I beg of thee to be a little more forgiving
Either that or end this charade for us, the lasciviously living
We don’t mind when you say “let my supremacy center thee”
But we resent it when you say “bend over b*tch because I’m about to enter thee”
© 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
lasciviously, angst, god, god,
Form: Quatrain
MERRY MERRY WHY DOES YOUR GARDEN GO?
I am in a quandary and I have but one query
I have a question that leaves me perplexed and left lasciviously leery
there is one fact I shall die never knowing
and quite frankly each day my question keeps growing
setting aside the main issue at hand
help me, please, to make me understand
I needn't know why you're here in the first place
that's your business and which have no right to embrace
I see you smile sometimes when the sun shines from the east
but all too often when the sun is setting in the west I see the signs of a beast
when the day is done I see the frowns that have taken their toll
and I see the remnants of the smile which he stole
all the wondering and all the hows and whys
all the intuition I claim to have suddenly and fleetingly dies
I cannot figure out nor can I pretend to know
why you carry such a heavy burden in tow
ever since I saw your face i've been made to wonder why
why you keep saying hello when you should be saying “goodbye”
it's as if i'm at a funeral after someone close to me has died
as I ponder the question why you remain by his side
© PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Categories:
lasciviously, angst, me, day, me,
Form: Quatrain
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