Purrrrrrr~

Plush

your  aura a rush

repossess

my skin of sanctified excess

crush

your mouth against my blush

caress

my colors on your atmospheric press

 

watch me crawl

I like to crawl

purring thrall

lap girl

with the pearl soul

unfurled

arched upward in refined control

 

smile

your push worthwhile

grip

me hard, I might  slip

beguiled

you draw my body on for hours

unzip

my mask , lean in, now dip

 

watch me close

superimposed

my spine a bow

strong will

opened like a shell

exposed

silky hallowed swells

 

provoke

soft bursts with tongue dipped in cherry coke

play

my parfait to your taste

flavor

sublime honey comb for soul tip to savor

sir!

you do stir my golden apple purrrrrrR

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Alysha]

Here you capture the true essence of what it means to be a woman aroused. Few would venture where you have gone, and I for one am greatful for your boldness. It's a fine line between sensual but not giving too much. You my dear are a tease and wonderfully so. Keep Writing.

[Crowley]

Meowwwwwww....I so loved this. You have a delicate way with the language that coaxes out every nuance a word could even be thought to posess. Super smooth, super sexy. Silky as a japanese Kimono drenched in the finest milk chocolate.

[alan peter kelly]

i know this isn't AT ALL original but the first thing that popped into my head was BOW CHICKA WA WA!!!!!! (boyish grin)

[Terri Abasseth]

I'll actually commend this. People are limited by grammar too much today, and this little doodad says what needs to be said without rules. Key words point out the image instead of people focusing on the words when they put lengthy sentences together. Very Allen Ginsburg-esque. Or maybe not. But that's the beautiful thing about poetry isn't it--it's all so completely interpretive, you're never wrong.
p.s. call me.

[Charles]

Wets the appetite, well, just thinking of the things to eat.

[Michael of Gilead]

Warm in here....shower time for sure now....whew

[David W Moore III]

A meal for the senses. I feel like I need a shower now (cold!) your imagery rolls off the paper (screen whatever) with a fluidity that surpasses most. Fantastic piece.

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Selene,

What a sexy little write. I do mean sexy, very sexy....very charming. You are incredible. Absolutely incredible. A master at your trade, and lovely to boot.

Regards,

Matthew

[Pax Analog]

You call this lusciousness little hip hop drops, fine and sexy, but it could also be psychedelic rock and this lyrically velvet-tongues my ear as such.

"Plush/your aura a rush/repossess/my skin of sanctified excess/crush/your mouth against my blush/caress/my colors on your atmospheric press"

This fabulous sensuality sets the tone of supernatural exquisiteness.

"watch me crawl/I like to crawl/purring thrall/lap girl/with the pearl soul/unfurled/arched upward in refined control"

Power cheetah sinuous royal awe.

"smile/your push worthwhile/grip/me hard, I might slip/beguiled/you draw my body on for hours/unzip/my mask, lean in, now dip"

Timeless glory serpentine, tantric ecstasy, ritual revelation, continuous.

"watch me close/superimposed/my spine a bow/strong will/opened like a shell/exposed/silky hallowed swells"

Shiva silent fierce opens Shakti's quiver-moans and the Kosmos explodes fresh tomorrows.

"provoke/soft bursts with tongue dipped in cherry coke/play/my parfait to your taste/flavor/sublime honey comb for soul tip to savor/sir!/you do stir my golden apple purrrrrrR"

"Pussycat, pussycat, I love you/yes, I do/You and your pussycat eyes. . ." Playful return from the incandescent Kosmos to the kandy grrrl. . .

[Tate Morgan]

Stop you are killing me lol

[Moonflower]

Ohhh this left be breathless, an enjoyable and intriguing piece :)