Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Snaking bliss

Twerking twist tweaks
flower wilts.
the pleasure
entangles steel,
steals the power,
deflects to  your
entwining thighs
turning me into a gale
that whined;
the twisted vines-
oh no the wine
a turning point in lust 
coiled in the spine,
in a serpentine twist.
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13 comments:

brudberg said...

I love the twist of contrasts here.. the pain and bliss the lust and shame... we are all painted in the darkest colors

Grace said...

Love the powerful choice of words - steel, steals, gale, coiled in spine, serpentine twist ~

Thanks for joining us ~

She said...

You really hooked me with the opening.

De said...

Whew. What an intense portrait this is. Well done.

Raivenne said...

Oh this is good, drew me right in.

lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.com said...

"turning me into a gale that whined" Powerful words of description here. These words are intensely visceral!

vivinfrance said...

This is a WoW from me.

PattiKen said...

Wow, very passionate.

Sumana Roy said...

Powerful play of words...

Petru Viljoen said...

Indeed, a wow.

Victoria said...

Such good use of alliteration and internal rhyme. Sensual.

Gayle Walters Rose said...

I love every single word of this passionate write...cool title too.

mishunderstood said...

First line was amazing...followed by more of the same. Provocative and passionate.