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Sunday Morning


A Poem by Lyrical Love

You stared

me awake

with your desire to touch and taste

my sweetness.

Shaken by a mental moan from with-In

a deep rest

and loving state

of mind

as I lay. You stared me

awake            

with your strong will

not

to touch and to feel

my skin as it peeked

through the sheets. You stared

me awake. To turn

and look into your

eyes and see

a want

for a place to crawl inside

and hide. You stared

me awake and now

we can both feel,

and be filled

with

each other’s mental

moans.

 

 


© 2008 Lyrical Love
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Nothing amazes me more than hearing or in this case reading a woman's thoughts.
Nice choice of words and the progression was alluring.

Being that you are a virtuous woman no matter what ideas your mind conjures they will always be interpreted for what they are... Beautiful, pure, insightful, edifying and pleasant once received.
This poem shows the difference between a virtuous woman and a woman without virtue.
In that you were able to depict something seductive with vivid imagery and it couldn't be looked at as raunchy because virtue allowed it to be elegantly written and still arousing.

Another excellent write!


Posted 1 Year Ago

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