Honey rests on his lips
So sweet,
But they are not the only things
I long to kiss
and discover
with my mouth
on his velvet body.
And when he looks
at me like that,
Like he’s got the whole world in his hands,
I blossom into
a flower
and
he is the only
one
I want too
taste the nectar
That drips
between my
thighs
This is quite a big step from the ‘letter wring’ in terms of style and emotive expression. I do admire you for taking such a step, wherever it may lead you. Blending the sensual, physical and emotive elements is a challenge and I think this has been a success for your poem. Irrespective of whether the words relate to anything personal, I do hope that you find what you are seeking. I try to write honestly about how I see any piece that I read but should I offend in any way then please do not hesitate to tell me. Good luck with your writing CJ 🙂 🙂
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Thank you so much!!! ❤️❤️❤️
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Damn, girl.
In a good way. 🙂
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Beautifully tender, C.J.! I’m very impressed with how organised & clearly laid out your blog is – easy to navigate & very professionally done 🙂
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Thank you ❤️ it took a little bit of time to do! Haha ❤️
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