Blush

my fingers itch to impart

inky lines upon pale pages

for your pleasure

 

 

 

A wanton need fulfilled when

wrapped metaphors shroud me

in mystery

and veiled intentions wear clever disguises

 

 

 

cloaked in lace imagery

I prettily beg to be peeled back

layer by layer

to expose that hidden and secret

inner core

 

 

 

I blush

 

 

 

I need you

 

 

 

only you can undress me

gently pry apart my lines

tenderly palpate stanzas

and oh so lovingly

coax my intentions

to the surface

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Frieda P]

This simultaneously made me gasp and sigh at the same time, it's that freaking good! Your sensual strokes most certainly tickle these pages and I dare say many poets can relate to this euphoria whilst longing to be understood. We write for our souls but we birth these tokens in hope that we connect with others. This is bliss from thy pen LA, now... that's what I call 'blowing my skirt up'!

[LA Lorena]

Thanks for the high praise Frieda, it means a lot coming from you! Now pull your skirt back down, I don't want to be held responsible for you catching draft. ;)

[Frieda P]

Ha do you think anyone ever said that to Marilyn? ;-)

My pleasure, phenomenal piece of poetry!

[David Scott]

Hey stranger.
Glad to read a lovely poem from your pen again.
I like this one very much.
It is my favorite thing in the world to feel like I understand another person a little bit and that maybe they understand me a little bit too.

Glad I read this poem again.

[Rossen]

love the fount! like a elegant menu font, serving the smoldering temptress over crispy pages...

[Kaylor Mason]

Literature has a heart and soul . . . it's alive--you've just proven it with this piece

[Emerald Seas]

This is very well crafted, Lorena. A sensual tension noted toward not only writing, but to the reader, undressing each line, tearing off the veil and exposing the writer to a host of things within their soul that has been laid out on the page: conjecture, vulnerability, sensuality, depth of feeling, etc. This is a truly enjoyable read!

[MAC]

just love the way you wrote this. this is laced in sensual intelligence. excellent!

[David Scott]

I love the write to your own muse as you blush to your own reflections.

[rubie]

Titillating and seductive. And I adore how you weave in the poetry metaphor....The need for fulfillment is addictive...the speaker cannot get enough and is enjoying the game of teasing herself and her partner/reader.

Perfect write!!

[LA Lorena]

Woot! Pleased another English teacher! SCORE!!! Thank you, thank you! I was rather pleased with how this one turned out. I'm trying to be a little experimental with my writing of late (which really goes against my OCD tendencies) and trying to show more of my personality in what I write.

[rubie]

Mission accomplished here!! Bravo!!

[Tree]

Smooth and mesmerizing piece. The tone. And the reader can almost hear your voice; soft. I believe your structure was key here; the reader falling over a cliff of words and into an inviting meadow below. where the last stanza was waiting / sublime.

Diego

[LA Lorena]

thank you Diego. I have been giving some serious thought to doing a spoken word poem or two.

[Verser]

I am not always a fan of poets writing poems about writing poetry (Yeah, I write them too...), but I love this. No. I LOVE this poem. What a sensuous, gorgeous depiction of the poet as artist, and more importantly the relationship of poet and reader. Described as a sort of tantalizing game, it becomes clear that it is more than that. Poets want to be discovered, know, "partaken of," not merely read (and even enjoyed). The gamesmanship here shows that it is more important that that. Nice. You know what I am going to ask. Can I?

[LA Lorena]

Thank you Verser! I am truly humbled. Writing for me is a physical need as well as an emotional release. As someone who is for the most part, very quiet and reserved IRL, writing frees me to be me. Most people will simply see a poem, but what I like to offer is a small slice of myself, my inner being, albeit with a little dollop of whipped cream garnish. ;)

I know what you are going to ask. Go ahead!

[Verser]

Many, many thanks, AL.

[LA Lorena]

AL is my brother. I'm LA. and we don't look anything alike! ;)

[Verser]

Dyslexia.

[LA Lorena]

I'm sorry! I should not have been so flippant. You can always just call me LL, many do. :)

[Verser]

Love that.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

What an eloquent way to express sensuality... You certainly delighted my senses.

[LA Lorena]

thank you Dale. I'm delighted that you enjoyed it.

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well I am delighted that you are delighted :)
In fact my cheeks are rosy :)

[LA Lorena]

that's right! kimmer is back, and she has probably already been slapping them! ;)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

Well that would be the other cheeks :)