Wrapped Around Instinct

A shifting veil of shadows
filled my vision
as if requiring breath aimlessly.
I drew fire into my veins
as my suitor,
when I sought out release.

Looking down upon the back
of my fingers
Warm contentment followed hopefully.
Picking up my hand,
understanding flamed
this fire in me.

A caress pledged half a dream.
Bit my lip suggestively.
Sweet and gentle touches
became phantoms
of hope,
welcoming in, seductive pleas.

Instinct wrapped around a veil
of shadows.  
Found everything ever wanted.
Desire left kisses
on my brow,
whispered cries that taunted.

My soul gazed pleasures
state of mind,
took a deep breath of me.
Drawing fire into my veins
as my suitor,
I gave myself…shamelessly.

Author's Note

Firebird by fhrankee on deviantArt.com

Reviews

[Art]

an intense escape into the fire of desire Neva...one can only grasp at the idea of your visual pleasures...within the searching of sensuality through a dream state or the actuality of pleasure of thyself this poetic escape is filled with random and stable pleasure...

[Inyourshadow]

The final stanza says it all as shamelessly is the only way to live, flamed the fire in me - what an image of true romance you pen so naturally as you lead us gently through your tryst. Keep em' coming

[WatashLegend]

wonderful poem, a weightless poem that frees the spirit and allows the mind to fly, well done

[Ruth]

To address what we need/want and shamelessely is a feeling of freedom, as such..Neva..you art inspires and holds many depths to explore!
xx

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This is so beautiful written with such desire washing through each line! Stunning!

[MS. BABy]

My soul gazed pleasures
state of mind,
took a deep breath of me.
Drawing fire into my veins
as my suitor,
I gave myself…shamelessly.

This is just intense....but the last 4 words....Neva..U a a firestarter...

[Audrey Howitt]

This piece is on fire for me. The fire of desire is present in every line. Beautifully done Neva!

[Aidz]

A shifting veil of shadows
brill opening line as is the rest as always Neva

[Larry Dyson]

A caress pledged half a dream.
Bit my lip suggestively.
Sweet and gentle touches
became phantoms
of hope,
welcoming in, seductive pleas.

love this phrase Neva...

[Gomer LePoet]

And shamelessly, fire set upon a bitten lip, creates a superb picture

[Enigma]

A brilliant potrayal of thoughts and skillfull use of imagery. The Picture fits in as well. So pretty. Great job.