Blow to Kingdom ComeA Poem by Frieda PTongue in cheek, or wherever...You take it in, a little at a time it'd be overwhelming, otherwise you linger in it's essence you use all your senses it tickles, it teases, it grows larger up and down, the process goes get to the head of it you get the feel of it You feel that stoke again yearning, throbbing, pulsating.... you whisper 'is it good enough?' rimmed with exhaltations brimming with anticipation you can practically taste it slow deliberate strokes perch those castles in the air it builds to a crescendo til it bursts forward a surged ascension it's like an explosion, it whets the appetite It's a climatic arousal like a nuclear reactor BAMM you're there! An orgasmic expulsion!! You ride it out. It it written.... The thought process of poetry is truly arousing, ...what? you thought I was talking about something else? Silly..... ;-) © 2013 Frieda PFeatured Review
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Added on January 25, 2013Last Updated on January 27, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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