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for now…
we must
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a touch
only
in our dreams
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artwork by Luiz Fernando and Sonia Maria
some rights reserved
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this is my submission to ~
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Prompt #158 at Carry on Tuesday
prompt: use all or part of “ONLY IN OUR DREAMS….”
the opening words of Brian De Palmer’s 2002 movie ‘Femme Fetale’
thank you, Keith!
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Filed under Carry on Tuesday, micropoetry, NaBloPoMo, poetry, Post-A-Day2012
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{SHE}
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…obsessed…
with eyes closed
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i twine my fingers around your hair
feeling the thickness of each strand
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fingertips run lightly
over the roughness
of the day’s whiskers on your jaw
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then brush the fullness of your lips
…..almost i lose control
…obsessed…
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continuing my explorations
fingers excited to run through the hair on your chest
not soft, but
enticing
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barely touching
the hardness of your nipples
distinct among the hair
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goosebumps on your arms
electrifying
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now… hands down… fingers spread
to better feel
the firmness of the muscles in your thighs
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…obsessed…
eyes still shut tight
wanting more
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you take hold of my hands
…..in a husky voice say
“let me now”
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{HE}
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…obsessed…
with a silken scarf tied over my eyes
…..i don’t trust myself
to keep them closed
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combing your long hair with my fingers
i cannot stop myself from
wrapping it around my hand
gently pulling your head toward me
you will know
i can’t wait for a kiss
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you give in
to my unspoken request
the softness of your lips
irresistible
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my tongue does the exploring for me
outlining your lips
pushing inside to taste you
sucking gently on your bottom lip
feeling the rasp of my whiskers
against the tender skin of your face
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pulling you close to me
feeling the warmth
of skin against skin
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i put your arms
around my neck
…..slowly …..lightly
running my hands from your fingertips
to your shoulders
…..to the nape of your neck
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my fingers barely touching
your spine
feeling you shiver
as i reach the small of your back
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hands cupped
i explore the curves
of your hips…
skin so soft
i can’t even describe it
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lost in you
…..knowing you are lost in me
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…obsessed…
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“Obsession” Sky Ferreira xxGossipBieberxx
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this is my submission to ~
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Prompt 182 at One Single Impression
prompt: obsession
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the exciting new Poets community from Brian Miller and Claudia Schöenfeld ~ come join the party!
Poetics – Texture at dVerse ~ Poets Pub
thank you, Victoria, for such a great prompt
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The Poetry Pantry #63 at Poets United a FABulous site for poets ~ check it out!
submit a new or old poem
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Filed under dVerse ~ Poets Pub, lust, NaBloPoMo, One Single Impression, poetry, Poets United, Post-A-Day2011, sensual
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the feel of skin….
the taste of salt on a neck….
the sounds of another’s pleasure….
the natural scent of a man or woman….
the sight of desire in the eyes gazing into your own….
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and the sixth sense ~ lust
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first posted 31 January 2011 {final line revised} each of the first five lines was originally an individual small stone.
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#aros a river of stones {this is the last day for #aros until autumn, i believe. i hope you’ve enjoyed it.}
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your touch
is all that i can think of
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when i first awaken
i feel so cold and alone
i realize immediately
that your arm is not around me…
i reach across the bed
but you’re not there
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in the shower
i have to wash my own back
i don’t feel your big hand
caressing my shoulder-blade…
i turn around
and you’re not there
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at breakfast and dinner
i set the table for two
always surprised
that you haven’t done it yet…
i look out the window
but you’re not there
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in bed at night ~ eyes closed
i think of your fingers
stroking sensitive places
leading to the merging of our bodies…
then i open my eyes
and you’re not there
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sometimes when we talk
we laugh or cry or argue
so little time to spend together
as we speak of our love for each other…
i reach out to touch your cheek
but you’re not there
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my fingertips feel nothing
but the cold surface of the screen
even though i can look into your eyes
i cannot touch your cheek…
because you’re not there
you’re halfway around the world
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the feel of skin….
the taste of salt on a neck….
the sounds of another’s pleasure….
the natural scent of a man or woman….
the sight of desire in the eyes gazing into your own….
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what’s not to lust after?
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