Silk Sheet Meetings
By: Fee
In the awkward silence of the possibilities
He searched for the right words to say
If she were open to making some memories
They could take a chance and start to play
No one would be the wiser,
Not a soul had need to know
Just a midnight silk sheet meeting
Sampling of desire’s overflow…
He took her hand and felt the warmth
Of a passion grown cold from neglect
She began to undress from experience
Quick, before she took time to reflect
She needed him, he needed her
Lust screamed out it’s yearning claim
The touch of warm skin on skin
Like a turbulent river gone insane
Came the dawn came the silent question
As raindrops beat the dirge of discontent
In the mirror of true loves redemption
The true cost of love in haste was spent
Blessings and love!
Susan
And LOL at Georg!
Sanja xo
A unforgivable momentary weakness. The heart and soul of the matter is what really counts. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXOXORose
Love the simile in line 4 of the fourth verse! I also love the fifth verse entirely. Another wonderful write by a gifted writer:) Exceptional! Love and Hugs~
Sheila
Georg
This was superb, Fee.
Julie
I say spend it again, and again, and....
oh that was sensual & delish
& those are a great pair of heels!!! :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Well done,
Terry
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Take care,
Sherry
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You're the only poet I know who can write erotic poetry in a dignified beautiful way. Well done master poet.
Hugs,
Marcia