after the exchanging of vows
after the exchanging of rings
after the jumping of brooms
after the family drinks from the cup
after the dance..and the night moves in
baby meet me on the moon~~~~
I wake to the scents of wisteria
In the spring
Blossoming
Sheets stained with
The pleasure and pain
Of me blooming
Under wisteria
in the spring
“this was meant to be”
he whispers to me
and his breath is hot like the sun
you play so well with my inner
emotions
fingers have erupted
such a war inside of me
like no other
and you play such a glorious
tune with my skin
she yells out like Jennifer Holiday
…. “I’m not going”
my leggs open
exposing
all of springtime blooming
and I am ripe
you pick me
till my soul scream
leaving
evidence
cause I bleed from
the opening of seeds
and you kiss me
…….you kisses me
…..and you kiss me
Shallows I become
like wind in a storm
shelter within mother willow
I never knew black could be soooo good
Even though the night has come along
Showing my full potentials
As queen of that throne
Virgin to the notion
That I had any power
I watch you collapse inside of me
I’ve never felt such
A
Yearning
No longer myself
Follower to you
I am leader as you crash
Like mountain to sea
All of you
In all of me
You
Bring
The
Rain down on me
I’m nocturnal so I
See
Every ripple of your chest
Every inch of your length
Wide like morning time
Fresh with
Wisteria
Rings clash above my head
Pains’ fading now it’s getting good
All the laughter
Of promises
And well
Wishes
Could not have
Prepared me for
This special event
Wakin
Sticky
Springtime
With The Sun
Laying
Between
My thighs
Mitzi! Mitzi! Mitzi! Dang, girl, you're good! You write of lust and passion, love and pain, like no one else! Such an awesome and powerful style. Bravo!
Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
Reviewed on February 9, 2005
Absolutely stunning the way you have pulled this all together - leaving your readers hanging on your every word. Breathless.
Loved this.. I've missed reading your poems hun. It's so good to be back home again.
Melanie
Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)
Reviewed on February 9, 2005
Stunning, breathtaking, (at least I am left breathless). "The Joining" is a sexy hawt union from begining to end... oh wait... there's really no end in site for these two! LOL
Goodness me!! Makes me long for that "first time " all over again - but to be honest, don't think it could ever compete with this one!! And to think that, for the most part, it only ever keeps on getting better and better!! This is a beautiful capture of one of life's most pleasurable and memorable moments - and you have made it unforgettable for us all over again! Totally transporting, Mitzi, thank you. Kate xx
wow what a wonderful romantic write. Well done Mitzi
Felix
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 8, 2005
The first blooming is a rare and precious rite of passage and I can only hope that every woman on the face of the earth had such an awakening. You damn near outdid yourself here.
Incandescent spirit, honored flesh, and floral emotion interweave in these lines to make a holy braid of joyful loving unity. The way Valentines is s'posed to be:-)
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ssssssooooooooooooooooooo
j e a l o u s...
you really can write passion beautifully.
Gorgeous work!
Loved this.. I've missed reading your poems hun. It's so good to be back home again.
Melanie
Ron
Beautiful picture ... 'steamy' poetic write - exceptional!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Love Tinka
Joy and sunshine
HH
"Nobody does it better!" I know the feeling,
but I can't write it like you;-)...etw
Felix
TRASK
Wonderful poem, kinda steamy...
~Carole
WOW--what a passionate, beautiful write! More, more, more!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :-)
"...I didn't know black could be sooooo good..."
When you write about it, Mitzi, it's gooooood!