RED

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I sat blushed red 

alone on the shelf

you had an open invitation

to take me at your leisure

to the most desired place

fingers pressed lightly

across alabaster whites

and rose petal pinks..

salacious words driven deep

through the middle , 

..............your favorite part ?

word by word you read my lips

line by line tracing my curves

feeling the fine grain of parchment

where our story lines crossed

exclamations came in high velocity

like moans in the heated night

or a stray kitten  on the hot tin roof

drawing circles of unwritten words 

that danced between the sheets

............... pristine pages 

                             ...............untouched till now

                                       

..............you and I

The master and his mistress ?

The dom and his submissive ?

the kitten and her vagabond ?

or perhaps

only the reader and a book that has long awaited

and finally read.... !

bj smith

aka shallimarRose

For more shallimarRose Poetry titles visit my table of contents in my blog...

 

Bits of Me...Table of Contents by title...

Author's Note

Thank you for taking the time..
feel free to comment/critique

Reviews

[Vikrantsingh]

Amazing read, Rose this is relating to my old memories smooth and really amazingly posed here. I loved the part which you ask "..............your favorite part ?" whereas, it narrates most part which I love too ;)
However, this is pleasant poem which really made me feel of my old times and I really enjoyed reading it again and again :)
Thanks for the invite :)
- Singh ;)

[shallimarRose]

Thank you again Vik... I dont think this is a Narrative piece.. The very first line reads "I sat blushed red alone on the shelf" It is I (the book) speaking to him so for me to ask was the middle your favorite part seemed to fit tight in the same context.? I am glad you got to read this one and enjoyed it so.. Thank you.. xoxo

[Vikrantsingh]

Lol its because I was confused :/ yesterday lol :D

[Cody Williams]

Another great write Rose! Thanks for sharing!

-CW

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Cody.. my pleasure.. xo Rose

[B-poet]

Loved the red text. A very deep, profound & intriguing write. Great work Rose. A captivating read. :)

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Bri.. xoxo Rose

[Clara]

Rose, this is great.
I love the metaphor you used here and the colour red just brings 'passion to the mind'.

You had me at:

fingers pressed lightly
across alabaster whites
and rose petal pinks..

So pretty. :)

[shallimarRose]

Thank you.. yes white and pink sheets or pages.. tracing the finger under each line when one reads.. Lola Im glad you could feel the passion. huggs, Rose

[Clara]

Anytime, it was my pleasure. Xx

[AmandaN]

Nicely done , thanks the read

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Amanda.. xo

[Butch Decatoria]

Very nice.... Enjoyed that one, I also have a poem titled red

[shallimarRose]

thank you for reading.. I have my rr off right now but you sent me your Red and ill read it if you like.. thank you again.. shallimarRose

[Emerald Seas]

Love this ShallimaRose! It has such a tempting vibe to it, a hint of sultry allure, and satisfaction. Nicely penned! (check out my poem, New Edition, similar vibe but not as sultry - at least in my opinion...)

[shallimarRose]

I will go dk it out now thank you Que'se... xo Rose

[Frieda P]

Your ending nicely tied up all the loose strings in pretty silk red bows...books are like lovers, we can lose ourselves in their depths and they will take us on all kinds of lovely ventures & reminiscences. Great work.

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Freida.. Yes I love books especially old ones.. I have a lot of antique poetry books... heavy sigh... I wish I could live inside them... Rose

[Frieda P]

I've been living inside the pages of Wuthering Heights since I was about 15, I hear you. Always my pleasure shallimar.

[Rosaria_V]

Just beautiful as always and just like you :) Fabulous job :)

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Rosa.. xo Rose

[redzone]

I love beginnings, their freshness, the feel of reading each word,touching ever curve and contour of the story, of the characters, of the interplay of human beings. endings are often painful. But the whole story, if having no domination, only mutual respect, one that can last for a long time, and can be reread and renewed many times.

just a few thoughts as i read your poem ShallimarRose... thanks for sharing. ---redzone

[shallimarRose]

Thank you Redzone.. I have other poems i write about books.. Im going to bring a few more over here.. 'The unfaithful Bookmark.. and As the Book Beckons... Im glad you could appreciate my theme here.. shallimarRose

[Jack...]

Now this is how it should be done my sweet Rose. You have taken your words and danced us through a maze of descriptive phrases and beatiful passages allowing us to sit here and savor your wirting as you have portrayed so sensually in your poem. Whether a book or someones heart. to caress it, to touch it, to read and understand it is all important. They say you can not judge a book by its cover, though it seems at one point or the other I have tried to do just that and have failed miserably. Never again will I assume that this book, this vibrant cover, these delicate pages, the gold embossed title and hardbacked feel is anything more than a soft cover offering longing for someone to understand. Very nicely done sweet Rose.