This is a continuing series of compilation poetry by Felix Perry and Susan de Vegter

Part One

Soft was the approach of whispers
Nay chilling the sheets
Warming again to the humidity
Cloaked in the dew of prisimed sweets
Reflections of raspberry drizzles
Juices attending tongues
Taste buds of solvent blushes
Kisses in Technicolor…she comes
Curves like the hills of Ireland
Cheery lips parted… beg to taste
Filigreed curtains deluge the moonbeams
Minutes lost seem such a waste
Stoic Like the statues of Easter Island…he waits
You there in your chair
Large hands grasping the corduroy
Digits upon your chin
Thinking…boy oh boy
A woman…upon the inside lids
Her flavor
Woman –woman…she lives
Your lingerie like satin dreams
Perfume far east memories recall
Thoughts desirous of a passionate state
Oh heart I beg thee not to fall
Man craves… craves the vision of this night
Inside the man…the question lies
Give to she and breath the smile
Whisper shut before it dies
She the one who questions him
Tawdry thoughts …bawdry whims
Wolves dance the dance …midnight dims
Learned woman, lettered man
Grasp the moment hand in hand
Lips now crushed in passion’s thrust
Hips and thighs ignite in lust
Steal her breathe…in heart’s entrust


Part Two
He this man…a storied tower
She is women secret power
Learned scholar…with rolled sleeves
Distinctive lady…autumn leafs
Answers…posers…hooks all worded
Questions mute…insights heralded
Usurp her challenge…feel her power
Nay hold her tender…midnight flower


Compilation poem by
Felix Perry and Susan de Vegter