E-arly
M-orn
I-s
L-etting
Y-ou
G-et
U-p
L-ivelily
A-s
P-ertness
A-bounds
Topic: Birthday of Emily Gulapa (October 31)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Bespangled
she sashays up the shore
from a sequin gowned sea
wearing the undulating waves
of aquamarine and ambrosial sheen
adorned with shimmering and shivering seeds of excitement
A thousand beaded fingertips
trace her coral curves
whispering sweet nothings
in the luscious language of brine and blue
drizzling down
her sea-salted soul-case
teasing and tempting
her cooled honeyed patina
to passionately impearled pertness
Enraptured as he is
enticed by her dreamscape
the yearning senescent sands sigh~
longing for relics of rose-water regrets.
Susan Ashley
February 8, 2017
~ Fourth Place ~
Premiere Contest: #400
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Regardless of the scene, I, determined to stand tall
Wavering, bending slightly on breaths of breeze
Allowing pertness to show flaunting to thrall
My stem of strength tipped enlightening please
Petals prom in blood red, they peak to bloom
My curves of delight like silken sheets, splayed
Undulations tremble as they beautifully plume
Such an attraction so joyous in hungered display
Let my scents lure, tickle those nature tongues
Taste my nectar becoming entranced by I
For every dawn allures my stem to sprung
In stance I'm proud as wanting eyes espy
I, the garden jewel, the prime delicate Rose
Swelling whenever I'm warmed, boy see me grow
.
The beautiful Red Rose - meaning Passion & Love.
My eyes now captured
Pertness shaped enticing me
Bloused now aroused
Thumb and finger now linger
Their captivity beckons
.
My hands, she now holds
Pertness amidst my fingers
Internally he
Seismic we are, rejoicing
Two hearts, beating as one, voiced
.
Exiting the bath my eyes tell no lies
Beauty personified, tanned I spy
Wet porcelain skin catches the light
She, all woman, curvaceous delight
Near I am, to me she turns
That look, that look, like a lure
In captured trance, I advance
Closer, closer to one so pure
Hands touch hands, grasp
Wetted she against clothed I
To her nape I kiss, I asp
In wander I am, caressing thy
Pertness now she in touch
A hungered desire now sensed
Kissing, gripping hands clutch
Naked to bare, two against
.
Undressed we are upon hallowed ground
Where hands find gems in loving surround
Your pertness in arise at my fingertips
Tongues fencing within lustful lips
My hands now wander in caressing find
Sighs and groans release from our minds
Down your porcelain torso I kiss my way
Reaching heavens gates in pink display
I touch, I kiss as you arch your back
Your breasts in lift I see no lack
Excited we are as you welcome me home
Whilst the moon shone, our bodies in roam
In sensual writhe we reach moments of bliss
Sharing our moments with a passionate kiss
Like slow waves caressing the sands
Kissing we explode holding our hands
Echoes of pleasure in lustful call
Resonate as they bounce of the walls
Implode we do as our loving ends
As we await the signals, that love resends
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-19.php
Dusk
we stir
hands in roam
adventurous
her scent captures me
teasing, her touch excites
meandering souls unite
curvaceously in dancing sync
such pertness allures, emotions run
quenched lips joyously grace, in kissing taste
cresting like breakers, rhythmical in soar
arching as hips grind, shadows abound
hands now clasped, sporadic sighs
loving chants of desire voiced
inner release erupts
implosion occurs
panting curbed
two in lie
content
Loved
~*~ Touch Me - Dusk written by James Fraser for entry into Nette's ~*~
“TOUCH ME COUNT-UP AND DOWN” - Contest
On our bed she sits
Laced, bare to her skin
Pouting lips excite me
Teasing begins
Her tongue tastes the air
In a lusting roll
Through the lace I see ripe
My heart extols
Each moment she moves
I capture a pertness so firm
My eyes in delight
As my body affirms
She bows her head
Turns and looks
As soon as I view
Entranced, I'm hooked
Towards her I walk
Slow steps at a time
Nearing her beauty
Admiring sublime
I stand before she
Man that I am
To my knees I fall
As I become her lamb
Hands meet skin
Touching with kissing
Eyes momentarily meet
Knowing their wishing
The lace I gently pull
Revealing tanned soft skin
Desiring now affects me
To love her from within
Our bodies gently meet
Side by side we face and kiss
Loving moments captured
It's time to grace our bliss
Silk sheets endorse our rhythm
As we release undulating waves
In unison we share
Our sensuous inner craves
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-12.php
In drained stare
Manacled and bare
Vixens two
Deadened despair
Their victim sits
Punctured and pale
As a last tear falls
Awaiting deathly veil
Living becomes ashen
Her pertness fails
Their darkness glee's
Her soul now sails
Blue black dark
Now haunts her eyes
These naked vixens
Shrieking cries
A body once lived
Her spirits now flown
Another life awaits
Beside the dark ones throne
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-3.php
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