Treasure Island

Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

(27/02/1985 / Maun, Botswana)

the art of seduction

i lowered her lashes
until they almost
cuddled her cheeks
and slowly moved my ashes
down to hers, almost
always ready for this
and willing, touches
me by the fore, almost
caressed me to follow
the trail of an adventure
of seduction and rendered
to the very edge of the abyss,
my heart so not weary
but rigidly adored her
as she lowered in nakedness
but craving for the unknown
and sizzled,
she lowered her lashes
at angle with mine
and said, 'with this ring,
i thee wed'
seemingly doubt not her
for thy heart without care
as she caressed me to follow
the trail to her heart
of seduction and rendered
to the very edge of love
and seduced me.


poem: 'the art of seduction'
book: 'dry eyes'
year: march 2013
book no.3 of 2013

Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013

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seduction...we all do, dont we?

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  • Onalethuso Petruss Buyile Ntema (3/26/2013 7:56:00 AM)

    thoughtful. i rarely write in such explicitness but i just thought to put it to realness in words. erotic poetry is never my liking but at least this piece is extremely clean (except in such extreme circumstances to the reader's perception) . (Report) Reply

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