Etching My Mind

Midnight embraces, 

   moonlight walks

      twilight kisses

long talks til dawn

you fill my nights with rhapsody

when i hold you up to the sun

your enticing words whisper to me

bewitchingingly beckon,

          til they implode desire

days are hazy until dipped into dark

within the inky black I see you clearly

eyes wide open in anticipation

hearts meshing, bodies thrashing

taste of blood upon my lips,

etching my mind with lusty fingertips

melt your inscription upon my skin

whilst we share poetry of our souls

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

I liked this a lot, but I have to tell you I can't stop laughing at my silly self because when I just glanced at the title in my RR queue it looked like it was called "Bitching My Mind" and I was like, FTW is she going to write about now?? xD So...very enticing write, but I did giggle my way through it ;-)

[Frieda P]

I can't stop laughing now, funny you should read 'bitching' when you see my name!! lol ;-P

[KAOlmsted]

Don't need to be Freud to figure that one out! xD

[Frieda P]

Bhahaha, that bit got you Featured!

[KAOlmsted]

Holy cats! :-D

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

This speaks to me greatly, for it screams of the supernatural in all of us, also I'd say it would be a great prose with my book Adrian - or indeed and opening credit of True Bloos - well done, good read.

[KeelyJane]

You are always such a pleasure to read. You have such great style and your words always flow magically. Thank you for sharing Frieda.

[first second third]

this is amazing as always, the detail you use is incredible!! it gave me a play almost in my head

[KeeD]

"taste of blood upon my lips,
etching my mind with lusty fingertips"
I like the way those two sentences compliment each other so well. This poem is just like having a regular conversation with the poet Frieda P she just composes these amazing words naturally.

[quinfinn]

a wonderful and playful romp through the colors of your mind and the etchings of your beautiful soul. it all sounds so very real and natural to me, as i read this aloud to myself. there is nothing contrived or forced in your words, it flows like warm treacle over steaming hot pancakes and right into my waiting mouth, where it melts like warm butter. i felt this one deeply, dear frieda....gorgeous

[The 13th Eros]

Thank you for giving me the perfect recipe for meshing hearts and thrashing bodies. You entice all the flavors of existence with your rhapsodic melody. My appetite is now overwhelming. ;)

[Ken Simm.]

If I ever asked you to come up and see my etchings. The sad fact is I could show you some.
Most of the time extremly prolific writers suffer a drop in quality. Not so you. How do you do it? Another remarkable write.

[Lover Of Words]

Lovely job

[beautiful dreamer]

amazing as always! wonderful

[kublakhan27]

I go out walking, after midnight, searching for yo-oo-ou...I like the idea of imploding desire as opposed to exploding, though it does sound like you've graduated to the latter by the end ;P Another one of those saucy little episodes that your clearly specialize in...bring on the night, couldn't stand another hour of daylight...

(Haha two quotes in that one for you ;))