INSPIRATIONAL WOMANA Poem by IotaWritten for a contestSoftly the light carefully reflects off her ivory skin. Squinting, I blink quickly, feeling her energy pressing vigorously, continuously against my chest. My spine twitches, heart palpitates, knees brace Blood rushes southward like marching soldiers. Draining me of all conscious, cognitive thoughts. I am an empty vessel from the impact of her beauty. Her words fill me to the brim of all creativity. My soul rises up into my throat, I choke back unspoken words of love and insatiable desires. Tongue tied, I mustard up a deep groan from down within my paralyzed, hypnotized body. I am a blank canvas with a pen in hand I scribe spiritual words that flow from me like the wind gushing on the dawn of sweet summers end. Written words composed from a humbled man. My poetry is created from the breath of women. Inspiration derived directly from her beauty. Topics conceived from her wit and charm. Writers block exists in her absence in life. © 2009 IotaAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on December 29, 2009 Last Updated on December 29, 2009 Tags: Women, Love, Poetry, Inspiration, Creativity AuthorIotaCordova, TNAboutClick Image to Enlarge Adult Image Hosting Many consider me to be an erotic poet, but there is much more to me than erotica. I have to be inspired to write so most of my work is inspired by list.. more..Writing
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