White Noise Dark

His hand grasps

Making her blush
and flush; such a
rush
into his fire of
defrocked desire

Stumble up stairs
to his lair; so
aware
of each nerve,
no reserve.

Doors flung wide
slip inside; they
collide
fervent sparks
in white noise dark.

Reviews

[Angel]

At the risk of upsetting a few people, this is the very best of the sexy, sensual poems I've seen in quite awhile! I love this!
Excellent work, my friend.

[icelandicblue]

Why thank you very much Angel!

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

A classy sensual piece... absolutely love the title!

[icelandicblue]

Thanks, I'm glad you like the title.

[Rita L. Sev]

A sensual piece, great rhyme. The cadence adds to the intensity - well done!

[icelandicblue]

Nice to see you Rita, thanks.

[Frieda P]

Wooo, you blew my skirt up with this one Anne! ;-)

Something different from your pen, I love this one, speaks to that insatiable lust that takes us prisoner if we're lucky...

[icelandicblue]

Ha! Thanks Frieda.

[Frieda P]

My pleasure, I like it when you're irrational. :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

geez this is an explosion of raw sensuality...

at the top of the stairs, in his lair.l..white noise as all the passionate feelings create a sexual din --a collision of skin.....

powerful write.

jacob

[icelandicblue]

Like your rhyming Jacob. Thanks a lot.

[redflutterby]

Sizzle....white noise in the dark!! Really like this one Anne...the flow is quick and pointed. You've brought some heat to us tonight!

[icelandicblue]

LOL Thanks Red!

[redflutterby]

You're welcome...good to see it. We all need some blush and flush now then!! ;-) lol...

[icelandicblue]

Yes, yes we do!