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Keeper Of The Flame
by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
Thursday, July 19, 2007
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For His Flaming Ardor

Keeper Of The Flame
By La Belle Rouge

bearer of the fire, keeper of the flame
kind of man who takes what he wants
but always gives more than he takes
to be desired by such a man....
to kindle the fire of such a lover...
where are the words to give wings to such joy
his soft whispers have pulsing lives of their own
like inquisitive fingertips they explore
the intimate places of my most erotic dreams
my thoughts of love are commanded by them

he is the love song sung by angelic choirs
and the primal drumbeat of passion
played by the swarthy savages of my desire
desire that rivals that of Calliope for Odysseus
and imprisons our hearts together on a volcanic island
he tenderly crowns me with pristine halos
and takes me in the night like a rutting beast
he is darkness and light, love and lust
angel or devil, i care not which he might be
for there is nothing of him i donít adore

a word, a whisper, one touch is all i need
to prime the pump of my passionís well
and overflow the riverís banks
with floods of aching, wanting lust
oh to drown in his masculine ambience
die, resurrect... die again in his arms
until desireís whispers become summitís screams
and wild summitís screams revert
to sweet pillowed whispers

©7/19/2007 La Belle Rouge

ďPoetry, Love Whispers Ē

Music "Besame Mucho"

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Reviewed by Mary Coe 7/21/2007
Lovely poem. Beautifully written.
Reviewed by Dark Knight 7/20/2007
wow-to touch a la Belle might be dangerous and yet very bewitching-lovely poetry
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 7/20/2007
Most outstanding...thanks!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Rose Rideout 7/20/2007
A fantacy for some, a reality for me, Wow is all I can say. A wonderful write and I am so glad I found your words.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 7/20/2007
Poof! Me thinks you set the den alight! Beautifully passionate, delightfully playful: yes, La Belle, you've penned a scorcher!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 7/20/2007
... We must be psychic, Belle... Yesterday, when I was thinking of writing another short poem for today, I resurfaced the poem I wrote a couple of months' ago by the same title! Initially I thought I had reposted it by mistake! :)) But this wonderful outpouring brings me out in a hot-cold sweat, Darlin. The skin-taut tension is as palpable as a roller-coaster ride and I can so relate to the oscillation between the poles of hope and despair, the hot and the cold, the black and the white. Silence and absence are as a slow death to the waiting head and heart. The agonising frustration as the soul's fast. May the feast come soon! :)) Love, Kate xx
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 7/20/2007
Now this is passion, and Besame Mucho is a wonderful song!
Reviewed by Georg Mateos 7/20/2007
A poem sensually touching, like caressing a violing before it gives the love songs!!!
Reviewed by Amor Sabor 7/20/2007
Passion such as this fuels dreams and inspires the universe. The flame lives on even through the grace of the four winds. Know you this, it is overwhelming.
Reviewed by Southern Comfort 7/19/2007
Amour, Amour, Amour, charges the air with passion! Caressing the body with intense heat! HUBBA-HUBBA! BIG TIME! LOVE YOU! Sissy SC
Reviewed by H Cruz 7/19/2007
Keep priming that pump; with passion that deep a torent may irrigate deserts! Enjoyed
Reviewed by A PAX 7/19/2007
Wow, sounds like a hot romance novel....... sigh
Reviewed by Regina Pounds 7/19/2007
fantasy or reality? a passionate description of the ideal lover

Your eloquence makes me believe he exists
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson 7/19/2007
great lines...
a word, a whisper, one touch is all i need
to prime the pump of my passionís well
and overflow the riverís banks
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader) 7/19/2007
lovely read of Erotic poetry LaBelle, enjoyed much...take care sweet one...hugs, Peggy
Reviewed by Lydia Shutter (Reader) 7/19/2007
Delicious sizzle in this elegantly erotic write. Brava! Lydi**
Reviewed by Nicky Goodman 7/19/2007
Scorchio! Volcanic eruption of fiery passion and *points down* - oooolala - pumping water jets - what contrasts - s t e a m y! This write would surely blow Odysseus and Calliope off the island and into the water, if the Muse of Eloquence had been on this kind of form, would he have wanted to ever go back to Penny? Tooo close to call...great write La Belle, Nicky x
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 7/19/2007
Yep, here it is, I've been waiting for this hot number - this line evokes my own young girlhood living in the country with hand pumps and well water...they didn't paint those pump handles red for nothin' darlin'...

"all i need to prime the pump of my passionís well" I know, Ms. La have to pour liquid down the pipe before it will pump out's called "PRIMING THE PUMP" baby! Hand crank, release, let go, and OOOOOOOOOH! Whew!

Reviewed by Ted Bossis 7/19/2007
Only lush life comes from you {beautiful -indeed}-Love <>Ted
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