From Behind

From Behind

A Poem by w

I take a step
to press my chest
against your back
and bury my nose
into your hair
to smell
the flowers that
rested there.

I glide your hair
out of the way
to reveal
your neck,
naked and bare,
where i touch
my lips,
ever so softly;
exhaling
a breath
I didn’t know
I was holding.

I wrap my arms
around your waist,
drawing you in
for another taste;
feeling your
skin pressed
against mine,
I inhale
and exhale
in time
with you.

© 2012 w


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The last line sounds like a line from one of my poems! Cool! I wrote : "He breathes in as I exhale." Great minds think alike.

As far as this poem goes, maybe a stronger finish would keep momentum. I felt like you were getting to the crux of the matter, but left us hanging.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I always thought that if a certain man ever started posting his truth, he would set the world on fire, he has so much love to give, all he needed was a mirror to show himself how beautiful he can be, love to anchor and steady him...you remind me so much of this man. Keep giving it, keep putting it out there, the good with the bad, we'll read it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The last line sounds like a line from one of my poems! Cool! I wrote : "He breathes in as I exhale." Great minds think alike.

As far as this poem goes, maybe a stronger finish would keep momentum. I felt like you were getting to the crux of the matter, but left us hanging.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yes, I agree with Lily, yummy about sums it up...

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the heat and passion of this moment.. great visual and quite yummy..xo

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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w

Cincinnati, OH



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I climb inside my mind through the windows to the soul that I sold for a kiss in the fourth grade. I write about the adventures I have in my schizophrenic mind and the scars that my past has left. .. more..

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