A play on the mind. Curious if the reader will get what is conveyed. ;) Nothing is what it seems.
Pushing up from the cold warmth So carefully tucked around and above me Stretching new and naked Exposed by your light And I smile as I finally unfold Desperately reaching up and out To drink what you have to offer And I bask in delight Tingling one molecule at a time And all at once a colorful vision Giving me strength So inviting your thrust This orgasmic, organic response Somehow you invoke within me An unseen, whimsical display An unheard cracking through the dawn Welcoming me every morning With great anticipation I long for Awaiting the deep warm embrace My leaves openly invite his kiss And branches grow higher Within the arms of Ra
invigarating passion set to sensuous ascention, i love the way your pen traces
the poetic horizon of love and romance so artistically inventive and
reciprocating the embrace and all the encompasses a oneness in blossom
this is colorfully invisioned and lulling in tone and feature, brilliant work!
WOW...Deep...and sensual...Brilliant flow...it feels wonderful when you can feel someone's embrace in mornings, especially, someone you really cared about...it was like a voyeur peeping into this very intimate moment. Awesome.
You write of the welcoming sun which is always with us each morning is my thought, though this also reminds me of coffee in the morning for some odd reason lol. You know me though, I am random, full of thought, and this is my opinion :P. Great poem, though if I am correct you clearly state the sun in it's spiritual name.
The first line seems so weak against the backdrop of the rest of the piece which I think carries a good idea and some interesting imagery and word choice.
invigarating passion set to sensuous ascention, i love the way your pen traces
the poetic horizon of love and romance so artistically inventive and
reciprocating the embrace and all the encompasses a oneness in blossom
this is colorfully invisioned and lulling in tone and feature, brilliant work!
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