Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
looking at Tab Hunter
in Photoplay, you sit at
the soda fountain sipping
your coke, I can only be
shown above my waist like
Elvis, gyrating my pussy at you,
you swing yourself in your poodle
skirt to the Wurlitzer jukebox, push
Bobby Vinton, put your red lipstick
on, kiss Sal Mineo's poster, rub your
I swipe your
it with Look magazine,
look at Sandra Dee,
dammit, get ideas, Life
Magazine, Marilyn Monroe
centerfold, look dammit, get ideas,
even if it's a whisper, barely audible,
young love cruising the
gut, drag racing James Dean
cool, you run out after the Rebel
who took you to your Senior Prom,
he opens his door, but you don't climb
in, give him back his ring on your silver
you swing to the
jukebox, untie your
scarf, let your hair down,
push Connie Francis, turn
off the lights, put the closed
sign in the drugstore window,
jump over the counter, pull the
snap and zipper on my lavender
pedal pushers, push them off to the
black and white checkerboard tile floor,
kneel, paint my lips with your red lipstick,
kiss me on my inspiration point, drive me over
Copyright 2007 Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
Evolving our Vision...
THE BUCKSKIN SKIRT OAR TRAVELER
FROM THE CONVENT TO THE RAWHIDE: THE SAGA OF SADIE CADE AND VI MONTANA
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|Reviewed by Taylor Ryan
|Brilliantly woven piece of cinematic nostalgia, Sage...
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Lovely poem and Love the picture as well...stay well and safe....HUgss|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the muliebral character of this poem embellished by daring imagery and moods of uniqueness is worthy of its noble design ... i am also driven over its creative cliff and sensual aroma ...|
|Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce
|This is a nice picture of Marilyn Monroe. She was so lovely! Enjoy both the picture and the poem!
Sandie May Angel :o)
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|Absolutely fantastic! Loved it.
|Reviewed by Butch Howard
|Wow, I liked the "blast from the past" but, it sure makes me feel old being able to remember, although vaguely, all the music and visual details to which you refer. The feminine passion and intimacy you convey here is gorgeous and compelling. Excellent writing!
|Reviewed by Nicky Goodman
|Love it! :o) Nicky x|
|Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten
|An era of change and explorations occurred in those nifty fifty's...I have a innate desire to install black and white checkered floors into my home, my hubby can't quite understand why I would like them. I somehow manage to put them in all my drawings...like Vormeer did...???
Why do we like certain things?
I sat in the audience last week as I watched my daughter on stage play Sandra Dee...your poem brings back the scene of her taking down her hair...the transformation was breathtaking!
I sat and wondered how much more beautiful is, when one let's their hair down! LOL!
Enjoyed this~ just maybe not as much as you did! LOL!...
Love and Peace~
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful stroll down memory lane, Sage; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Susan Sonnen
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|You took a fantastic visual walk down memory lane Sage.
This is brilliant as you do so well!
|Reviewed by Art Sun
|You paint a picture of many views into the past and yet you keep everything within the present, the sensual and expressive exposure of one who finds the exotic pleasure within the dreams of music and the Stars...Marilyn looks gorgeous....
a very nice work.....
enjoyed, and nice pic.....Art Sun...