Sandalwood


I ride your auburn hair, an aphrodisiac,
A helix, I take hold of each separate strand.
Take me to your lover and I will flow
Around his face. Let me give him sedation,
On you, he smells my burnt scent, seduced,
Wants to run his fingers over your smile,
Secretions sweeter than my oil run him wild.
When I am spent and lit no more, my aroma
Lingers in your minds, whenever you see
Each other or envision this thick smoky sex.




Poetry by ardent.March
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Written on 2007-03-23 at 09:54

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aliceramone
managere de trois...hope i spelled it correctly...great sensual imagery...
when i am spent and lit no more,my aroma
lingers in your minds
that was my favorite part in this write filled with immaculate imagery...excellent
2007-04-04


yoonoos peerbocus
the sustained metaphor of bodily limbs to express thouhgts is really amazing.
2007-03-28


Amanda K
that's a very goo piece. short but strong.
2007-03-25


Lavender
Ah! A poem that is filled with sweet wonder! Beautiful writing, my friend! I admire your talent so much. Elegance and sparkle!
2007-03-24


Rob Graber
Sandalwood's perspective--great concept! (not to mention "this thick smoky sex"--a wonderful phrase)
2007-03-23


Individuality
around the face, on the face, down the throat, it is all good to me :) a perfumed tongue seeks smoky a atmosphere, inhale love at its finest. a good piece, a good flow, pun intended.
2007-03-23