Her craft had a sizzle and spark,
Lighting up to cook after dark.
So his brainpan swam,
“That’s one succulent clam!”
A morsel, just right for the shark.
Our Time Together
hand in hand we stroll
window shopping our wishes
together on the couch trading laughs
as we guess the Jeopardy questions
making small talk over a dinner
we prepared together
hiking along our favorite trail
taking in the beauty of nature
art galleries are your favorite
and you fish with me
a gentle smile at the end of
a long day or a knowing glance
at night in bed, we caress each other
and talk of our time together
we run our fingers through
each other’s hair and we touch
A subtle change in the rhythm of the breaths taken,
Now that your hand has come to rest on my side.
I forget, for a moment, to breathe at all.
Now a gasp to fill lungs that suddenly feel empty
And that sound becomes the song of seduction
to which our bodies long to dance.
This is how we fall in love
This is how we learn to forget
All that we thought we had to know.
She throws herself at the feet
of the unimpressed—
rolling, rubbing and yowling,
an opera of yearning
for the neutered elite.
They blink, stretch, then saunter off
for another nap
on the sun-pooled sill,
leaving her to flirt
with the legs of chairs.
Bewildered by the bopped nose,
the rebuffed overtures—
arching and warbling,
tail high with invitation—
she meets only
indifference or disdain.
Again she circles,
unsure if maybe
she’s doing it wrong.
Mid-kitchen now,
she flops down wailing
betrayal in the key of estrus,
as if to say:
Was it something I purred?
sublimate
with love
your nights
with whispers
enjoyments
ecstasy
lilacs bloom into
an ambrosial siren
springtime seduction
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
prancing with grace
and absolute nonchalance
she'll walk across her domain
a scan to one side
a glance to the other
with exquisite elegance
all day long parading
in her glamorous silky coat
performing a dance of seduction
it's hard to believe
she has no clue
how truly she is
delightfully magnificient
AP: 2nd place 2025
the stars linger amidst candlelight
saxophone serenades melting inhibitions
charming entrancing hypnotizing
beyond human breaking point
exploiting weakness in a haze of madness
bewitched possessed
until there is no return
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
cupid day inspires
us to dance seduction swayed ~
in our living room
O lady, banish my monochrome days
and weave your coppery threads into
a dim red florescence of coyote words;
There you stand draped in beige chiffon
against the Tomistic piety of a striptease sea
continuously playing with creamy pastels,
O lady, gallantly unleash your plump cherubs
and licentious cats with that Guerlain
je-ne-sais-quoi witchery of your vanilla
perfume darts; throw a rain-soaked
dusty rose like Madame Pompadour,
I am flying into the sugary abyss of setting suns,
My whole world is tinted in Bouchet’s
Prussian blue and silks of flickering coral
as the dragons keep fighting in the heavens
to bring us April showers and champagne pearls.
Her melting seduction, breath runs out of my lungs, this dungeon on my body grips tighter, yet I'm still nearing to her finer reflection..,
Glare in her face keep trapping my courage to confront her, I look, but still come back with tattered emotions..,
she creates so much iniquities to my sanity. One glance in her eyes, in this maze of her beauty, constantly return with drained batteries of my emotional and mental gps, leaving me wondering in the wilderness of her pulchritudeousness...
Wonder if her heart poses so pure and innocent as her smile, Troubled is my soul and mind, when fear keep piling wonders in place of confidence...
in my dreams I'm man, but her presence turns me into a lad, how hard I try to stand firm but my knees fails my strength, I need special ingredients of courage, mine, she had long exhausted
Tease the moment
Roll that tongue
Feel the sea breeze
Navigate those feelings
Suck those words
Mesmerize those eyes
Love is in the air,
Is it a romantic gesture?
Is it the one?
Is it the dryness of lips?
Is it love or lust
Is it real?
Is it the wetness of the mouth
Am I in love?,
Unleash the passion
Release those emotions
Feel your movements
Navigate those sequences
Suck your pride
Mesmerize yourself
It is love.
Infernal Flame
Beneath the gothic arches, his gaze held fast,
In candlelit chambers, their desires impure,
Whispers like velvet, dark seduction amassed,
Her raven hair beckons, with sinful allure,
Blood-red roses fell, memories of lovers past,
In shadowed embrace, their dark tale would occur,
A forbidden love, born from infernal fire,
A raging passion of unbridled desire.
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.
Seduction is a movement that falls in step with the ocean’s tide.
Its power hidden in the ebb and flow,
Evocative motions pulling you outside of time.
You tangle yourself in sea grasses,
the dark water is now your home.
Lonely souls and lovers alike,
gather by this mysterious and sultry shore.
With heavy chains they wrap their naked bodies
All hoping for a chance to drown.
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