Midnight Ink

Midnight Ink

A Poem by Robin
"

Bliss

"

 

 

midnight through venetian blinds

 

the city murmurs below 

 

your bed of satin dreams

 

a red candlelit shrine

 

our naked prelude 

 

my fingertips trace your spine 

 

 

slowly  ...

 

 

caressing each moment

 

a velvet whisper

 

you lean into me

 

and a sliver of light

 

catches my breath

 

prismatic 

 

radiant  

 

a cascade of midnight ink 

 

flowing through your eyes

 

ethereal

 

indelible

 

bliss ~

© 2011 Robin


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Vivid from the outset. "Midnight through venetian blinds" sets the tone perfectly - atmospheric, romantic, urban, a juxtaposition of simple nature and simple utilitarianism. Soft, breathy sounds throughout capture the feel, plenty of sibilance and short syllables capture the soft, intimate, growing excitement, we feel you close, your breath starting to accelerate, softly, with excitement... the tension is built beautifully, but delicately in this poem, it has loads of feel. This is a poem about anticipation, and the reader feels it ;-)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Very passionate and romantic..Sunflower

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Indelible bliss indeed .. every beautiful word of it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

satin beauty~tranquility infused sensuality~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sublime > input / Masterly output >

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

a sensual soft flowing piece~ beautifully penned

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this. this flowed with utmost sensuality...I didn't want it to end... beautiful imagery...stunning writing...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I don't know if it's because right off the bat I had the visual of inky blackness from the title but I pictured the whole poem in a Noir like setting.

the imagery was spot on. It used all the senses.

Great poem :)

B

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This one makes me think of those old private eye tv shows from long ago, like "Mr.Lucky". I'm pretty sure I even heard Henry Mancini playing in the background.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

splendid flow of sensuality :)...and beautifully captured moment - the "sliver of light"

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So sensual and hot! Passions do inspire us greatly! :D Lots of great lines!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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