Lotus Woman

Dreaming new lyrics
within these hott summer nights
the air was thick with words

((((( Breathe in ))))))

))))) Breathe out (((((

Smooth deliciousness

Naked body
beads of sweat
rolling down
supple breasts

Allow me to caress
your intellect with just
the correct metaphors
and similes

You see

I’m a SAVAGE
I ravage through pages

My heart beats
tenfold around you

Intuition’s
Speakin
Listen
Pay attention

His voice is like a heart beat
(((booming))) full bass
thru my open chest

Echoing...
...Echoing
Echoing...

With remnants of lust
leaving little pieces
scattered in me

v . o . i . d . s

Infinitesimal
black holes grew

A wild garden
had sprung in my heart
longing and sorrow
lingered like weeds
over growing
taking over
strangling
killing me
dead with
lack of
love

And so it was
perhaps to quench
my hunger for love that I ... I struggled
to nurture the flower
of my desire

This need is too sweet
the syrup is sugary

Let me dip my finger in
swirl my curled tongue in it

Tasting the honey
on buds as I lick
silhouettes

Pollinating core

Pen it

Black space's
Dark embrace

Pen it

It is in those dark spaces
between bone marrow
and heartbeats

That I find myself
tattered and breathless
whispering dark secrets

My origami limbs
folding like paper
and reaching desperately
for the pen to convey it

In my life no one
knows the tragedies
of my bedroom woes

I let weeds
and fuzzy
dandelions
grow wild

Wilt not for sex
he has yet to storm
upon my desire

As I bloom
with virgin petals

Thus I bring you
this plague of desires

My swarm of weeds
that mock and
stifle the heart

You will doubtless know
how a confined animal
often pleasures herself
using the bars of her cage

Born from the boredom of captivity
how the sight of its keeper arriving
can serve to stimulate arousal
and culminate in a frenzy of rubbing

Long lasting this urge
to mate masturbation

It filled the empty spots

Beyond erotic rhymes
and fancy fitted lines
that pour out
the depths of my
soulfulness

Here within this page
it is no secret kept

That these woeful moments I dread

They consume me far too often

Imprisoned behind verbal thoughts

Has my spirit begging for a man

So I sat up for hours
cradled between cotton sheets
that wore my desires
dreaming deeply
into your eyes
in lotus fashion
your lap I ride

Color me unable to speak

His lines are deep midnight hues

I am indigo from red desire

He is purple music

I am yellow song

Crooning illumination
cawing nocturnal woe
for soon we shall see
which loveless noon night
is better or worse

To color my inner fire

To release poetic flow

With the ash of romance
burnt letters and cut up rose petals

I speak naked words and phrases
lured that's innuendo flush
in copulating couplets
and stiff erected script

So with a ballad's release

I'll ink em' til they drown

as I Pen Heaven
with each ink-gasm
cause my notes are
so b*****s brew my
gasms are so
X Rated

For I alone
have known the passion
in my virgin petals

By Samantha Campbell

Reviews

[Shia]

Damn.... absolutely amazing! You are a poetic genius!

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

:) aww well thanks Shia

[Newspaper Skeleton]

Wow. What can I even say? This was intensely beautiful. I can only come up with two revisions to make. In the second line, remove one of the "t"s in hot. Then a little farther down, put an apostrophe at the end of "speakin'".

[absule]

Pretty good but kinda confuseing

[writing mojo]

Your so f*****g good at this arousal paper pen thing, makes fifty shades of grey seem dimmer, the way you sprawl your self on the page, like a sacrifice for the lack of desire masses tickler , which move in wet whispers
just to see your sexuality flicker...amazing stuff

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

You have me smiling from ear to ear lol I was just talking to a friend about that book ... shes gonna loan me her copy. I have to say your one of my fave reviewers :)~

[Jibey]

I am always grabbed by the combination of lust and desire and fertile imagery and words that bursts out of your brain, like a climactic spurt. You convey too the frustration and longing of the virgin whose feeling respond to the heat by an unquenchable inner heat, relieved only by the fingers that caress the spot - and by the words that come like a erection's explosion.

[Satans Spawn]

Virgin Petals..that caught my attention throughout. Your a passionate and hot writer..

[eglantine]

I love that song! Always nice to know what inspired a poem. Very interesting structure--it works, like holding a blob of silly putty and letting it slowly stretch out. Very personally sensuous.

[V.J.C.]

Um, wow this poem was really well written. Thanks for the great read that I thoroughly enjoyed.

[w]

The words are very nice. I have never been able to get behind a piece of poetry that can't be relayed verbally (with a rare exception). I understand it and I accept it, I just don't care for it, maybe someday that will change.

you also have a typo or two

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

what typos lol ... I may have done them on purpose

[w]

"I ravage threw pages" is that one that stands out to me.

[w]

if that was intentional, it went over my head

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

Nope, that was not one I meant to do

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

Fixed it :) Thanks and please feel free to let me know about any typos on anything you notice

[w]

No worries.

[Samantha ~virginpoet]