Red
Tank Top Tight White Pants
strolling by so seductively
Men drooling, eyes popping
Women longingly wishing
For Curves to die for
as she saunters by
once more
heads still turn completely
around to catch another
glimpse of womanly curves
lost in her rhythmic pulse she
begins to reveal her own lustful
attraction for her voyeurs are bait
for her unfulfilled ego and desires.
Never shall she give in to her wanton
pleasures, for the mystery drives her
passionate nights and keeps her flame
ever burning with desire and intrigue.
Curves are a curse and a blessing !
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Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
Reviewed on March 28, 2010
Oh, yes, this is so true. While I read it, I cannot help but to engage some small level of lust and desire--you certainly caught me slipping, with this writing. Reveal and truth, reside in this lovely writing. Thanks, Amber....
An interesting perspective, Amber. I also appreciate the concrete form of your poem which visually enhances the meaning intended. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
For a moment I thought you were talking Nascar curves,but for feminine curves...the man that's not looking after them, it's already death.
Girls, watch the blessings and keep the curses!
Georg
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on May 1, 2009
Indeed...I do love how you wrote this..well done sweet lady...have a wonderful and safe day...Hugsss
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and I like the end!
Axilea
Regis
CURVY!
As my mind stays within these wantin' mysteries!
Love this inspiring Poem Viv!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Peace and Love, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
P.s. I love "almost" all my curves!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
Christine
BINGO... Right on the money... and loved the style.
...Michael
Girls, watch the blessings and keep the curses!
Georg