Sated Poems - Poems about Sated

Bayou Bliss

Uh huh
Jambalaya
Uh oh
Crawdad gumbo
That spice
It’s Cajun nice

Girl there
With long blonde hair
She’s flame
and can’t be tamed
Legs long
Bayou beat song

So nice
Red beans and rice
Real sweet
With pepper heat
Hot day
Shrimp etouffee

So real
She makes me feel
Her eyes
Beautiful lies
Much more
Oh I adore

Love taste
Rush passion’s haste
Salt sweet
Such tender meat
De-sire
Swamp born fire

Hunger
Never sated
Give me
What she plated
Eat till
I’m full to burst
Need her
A voodoo curse

Afterglow

Ardor abated 
Bodies both
Collapse
Damp

Erotic 
Fulfillment
Gains giddy 
High
Intense
Kiss keepers

Lingering
Melting moves
Nestle Narvana 
Optimal
Passionate
Release

Sated
Touch
Unleashes   
Verve vapor    
Whispers wanting
Xanadu 
Zees

Sated Desires

desires were sated
   love fades but memories don't ~
      whispers on silk sheets

Sated Birds

we're born-we live 
                in
youthful perfumed arrogance-
through folly we hopefully gain 
            wisdom
we engage- we retreat- we age
that's the nature of things
the parties and gatherings
    

Sated

lazy, long afternoon
preening sphinx-like
catches a stray scent
aha! dinner!...
stealth-creep
agonizingly slow, 
'til, target in sight
she springs...
afterward, sated
lightly licks 
the corners
of her whiskers
curls back into
her no-hammock

Pen Sated

My auspicious Holiday Muse,
it has a hunger pang...
A pen which merrily sings of words,
joyously written in the heart
Honored friends and guests 
invited freely 
to a feast of thoughts

Etiquette tableware articulation
is succulently presented:

Romantic spooning
lovingly receives
a lip passion dipped
extra helping

Fork tongue behavior 
gracefully parse admonished ...
Moist apology napkins passed 
hand-to-hand, are sure to 
both give-and-take receive 
a

Loving Paradise

For Timothy Lee
My heart sought love with a hunger never sated,
dreamt of it with a thirst cupid never fully aided
and a fervidness of longing no embrace abated.
Perpetual disquietude pooled sadness in my heart
where ashes drowned when my dreams burnt down.

Then came you with such masculine effervescence
my romantic, passionate dreams eagerly renewed.
My willingness and lovingness thrilled

Forever Sated

Precious words
That now seem absurd
Love anticipated
That is now forever sated
Being together
That is now lost forever
Endless tomorrows
That now fade and are gone.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sated Prose

SATED PROSE

when I had no roof
I made you my floor
when I crawled
you came to my 
rescue through
my sky door

you are the muse
I choose to pursue
you infuse my soul

when I had no eyes
I listened to you
when I had no ears
you talked me through
 stitched up my wounds
with music to sooth 

you are the muse
I choose to

Songs From a Sated Heart

Scents of love hover and linger 

entwined with the autumn wind

long past the morning chill

wrapping me in your comfort and warmth

a taste of honey remains

 planted on my once moist lips

the sun seems to be shining a bit brighter

painting a perfect picture on the old fish pond

where a statuesque swan silently swims 

light white puffy

Sated Love

The look bestowed upon me makes me yearn
A smile that speaks of favored pleasures near
You blow upon the embers make them burn
Shut out the world; enclose me in your sphere

I feel within your arms the burning urge
To claim and make me yours as captive one
Your raw desire now with mine does merge
Your searing hands defy

Wolfman Sated

Sitting by his burned fire logs red embers glow and morph into visual stimulus.
Wolfman is sated on venison and has meat hung for jerky in his log home.
Wolfman is pleased with his skill in hunting and survival in the wilderness.
If his buddies could see him now....what they must think?!

Sated

The artist sketches, draws or paints;
The chef cooks up a storm.
The singer practices the scales,
Preparing to perform.

The dancer limbers up and moves
According to the beat.
The athlete hits the gym so he
Is ready to compete.

The actor memorizes lines
‘Til he knows every word.
The barkeep makes martinis,
Sometimes shaken, sometimes stirred.

The politician plans his speech;
The teacher grades a test.
The

Life's Sated Pleasures

A frolic in the park
A moonlit dinner after dark
A prediction on the mark
A quick trip on a lark

Spring, bird's new anthem bleating
Summer's eve sunset sparking
Autumn's metastasizing leaves glistening
Winter's first, new snowfall accumulating

Firstborn's, new cry beckoning
First day of school unfolding
First kiss my lips bathing
First wedding, bride beaming

Sports car with chrome sparkling
Job with tasks that are fulfilling
Holiday

A Preying Hunger Sated

Once upon a time
I had a name,
a faceless woman
of no great fame

————

I hunt the night
to shadows bend,
its in the Grey
my searching ends

Scoping the cattle
sorting the weak,
A brightness of aura
Is what I seek

Young and lithe
stalking the ground,
I see my meal
has just been found

Alighting to earth
I straighten my dress,
licking my fingers
does the ‘mascara’ test

Slinking out 
into the

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