Flawless…

Flawless,
pristine soft flesh,
bronze undulations, and valleys edged
in foliage, silken shadows etched;
and each surface a redolent gift,
a sensory elegance,
breath drawn in sated bliss.
Hands trace curves and mounds,
each moment igniting salacious thoughts,
heart racing, three steps ahead,
as if time is irrelevant,
and breath alone determines fate,
passion driven to its highest,
most receptive state.
Eyes close in afferent awakening,
lost of life’s mundane countenance,
drifting weightless in tepid seas,
swirling, squirming, writhing flow,
each touch each kiss, deeper,
and desperate want just explodes from fear,
honed to release in a singular peace.
In a surge of ecstasy, silence reigns,
and hearts meld into one melodic refrain,
and minds empty, thoughts cease,
bodies surrendered and relent to sleep,
while love, like soft white clouds,
adorn passions sigh, and hover,
like a blanket, in dreams the souls to reap.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
Poetry…
Writing poetry is like bleeding,
all the life-giving nutrients that sustain us
are purged in light,
with every nuance and facet of thought,
congealed in the whole:
a deep red elixir of life,
rendered upon a page.
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Flawless, indeed. Passion seems so aligned with nature, and the beauty of connection. As the curves and silhouettes of Mother Earth, the peaks of sunrise, and sunset, tumultuous storms and peaceful calm. I felt the expression of all, here. Very well done!
Best,
Mel
I agree Mel, everything is not only connected in life but replicated, so it isn’t hard to see the connections and intricate design of life. So pleased you enjoyed it. Take care.
Love’s repose … beautiful poetry, my friend. Flawless, indeed.
Thanks Phyllis, pleased you enjoyed it. Cheers!
Poetry is like bleeding indeed. You have taken the beauty of a woman and masterfully twisted and curved it to shape into a beautiful array of passionate bliss. The photo is enticing and draws one into the inner sanctums of seductress charm. Your work my friend is perfectly “Flawless” it tickles my inner senses with remembrance and inner eye seeing beyond myself, a glimpse of what was and isn’t any longer. Passion, love, sex and the scent forevermore of the lavender flow from a woman’s soul.
I’m touched that you connect so much with my expression and thoughts, Vincent. We are very much connected in mind and soul, our experiences drive us to both understand and portray the beauty in life. Thank you my friend.
I am more than late at reading this one, Tony. The picture must have drawn me in lol. Lovely work…flawless in fact.
Much appreciated, John. Thanks you for the read. Take care.